When Gu Yun turned around, Chang Geng took the right moment to throw himself at him and let Gu Yun's lips brush by his cheek.

Chang Geng: "You kissed me."

Gu Yun: "..."

Weren't we talking business right now?

Chang Geng hugged his neck and wrapped his arms around him, pushing the strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus between Gu Yun's lips. Gu Yun had no objection to the 'soft, fragrant, and warm jade' throwing himself into his arms, offering affection. Unfortunately, at moments like this, His Highness would no longer obediently pretend to be the 'soft, fragrant, and warm jade'.

In private matters, a beauty's lips and tongue were of utmost importance, seemingly honey-laden, the taste of a loved one was the most superior delicacy in the world. 'Tasting fragrance' should go from shallow to deep, tasting and appreciating carefully.

But Chang Geng did not cooperate very well. Although he was obedient at the beginning, he ended up showing his fierceness after a while. It was not like lingering, but a bit like eating, making Gu Yun feel that this 'delicacy' was a bit 'prickly'. The two could hardly be separated. The tips of their tongues were numb, but Chang Geng was still not satisfied, gently biting on his neck and chin passionately, as if he was looking for a place to bite, or more like wanting to eat him.

The key point of his throat was treated as a rod for teeth grinding. Gu Yun instinctively tensed, but was reluctant to push him away. He started to feel incredibly ticklish, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Were you bitten by a dog when you were a child?"

Chang Geng stared at him with a burning gaze. "The ban imposed on me by Miss Chen is almost expired, is it not?"

Gu Yun reached over and caressed Chang Geng's waist gently, not strong to the point of making the other feel invaded, but also teasing just enough. The temperature of his palm gradually soaked through the clothing, like rubbing a flame that was not scorching, not light nor heavy on Chang Geng's body.

Chang Geng truly went mad from missing him so much. When he was in Jiangbei Camp, he had longed to get intimate with him once, and after many ups and downs, it dragged on and struggled until today.

No matter how much spring and autumn were in his heart, Chang Geng's body was only in his twenties after all. Never experiencing that feeling was one thing, but he was interfered with by Miss Chen as soon as he learned of the taste. If it weren't for many important businesses, the string in his heart would have never loosened, and he would soon have turned mad from enduring.

Right now as Gu Yun only touched him slightly, half of his body went numb. He gasped out a few breaths, his ears buzzing. Chang Geng asked in a low voice, "Yifu, do you want my life?"