"..."
Chen Mo's lips twitched.
Why do I feel like I'm as addictive as marijuana, making Her Majesty the Consort get hooked instantly...
He sniffed carefully but couldn't detect any scent...
"Ahem." Chen Mo cleared his throat and asked, "Empress, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Yu Youhan hugged him tightly, her voice muffled, "Don't move, let me feel it properly..."
The fruit of the path pursued for decades was right in front of her, its intense aura was impossible to resist!
Besides, this person was Chen Mo!
"I really like..."
Yu Youhan almost wanted to merge entirely into his body.
Chen Mo was on the verge of breaking down, able to feel the scorching body through his clothes, the orchid-sweet breaths exhaled at his neck, leaving him feeling frazzled.
Come on, don't test an officer like this!
If it were someone like Mrs. Yan, he could hold himself together, but this was the Imperial Consort! To last this long was already his limit!
Chen Mo looked down, their gazes met.
