The eunuchs and palace attendants serving in the Imperial Study Room quickly excused themselves upon seeing this scene.
So, who is really missing whom?
This mischievous boy, always talking nonsense!
Qi Xiao held Jun Ning and kissed him for quite a while. It wasn't until Jun Ning's lips were swollen that he reluctantly let go.
Jun Ning leaned against Qi Xiao's chest, panting softly. He raised his somewhat weak fist and playfully punched Qi Xiao's chest, saying, "…Naughty!"
"There's even naughtier things," Qi Xiao said with a mischievous smile. "Don't rush, let's wait until my injury heals first."
Jun Ning coughed twice, "…Who is in a hurry? Xiao Er, you're getting more and more improper."
Jun Ning felt that this sensitive topic shouldn't continue, or who knows what shocking things Qi Xiao might say next.
She freed herself from Qi Xiao's embrace and walked over to the desk piled with memos, opening a few to read.
