Jeune Premier ministre, un ermite

Chapitre 40

"Impossible! You're lying!" Liu Yunde exclaimed excitedly.

“I’m not lying, I found it in your pillow.” Wei Zijun lowered her eyes and leisurely fiddled with her fingers.

“No, there’s still something in that pillow.” Liu Yunde was clearly unwilling to believe it.

"If nothing unexpected happens, then it should be the stick I just casually put in." He looked away from his fingers and glanced at the agitated person.

"You!" Liu Yunde stepped forward and grabbed Qi Weizijun by the collar. "Why did you do this?"

"I'm willing to trade this manual for that person's life, but only if your manual is truly important." Wei Zijun looked up at Liu Yunde's face, hoping he wouldn't lose his temper and become irrational.

Liu Yunde leaned closer to Wei Zijun, "What if I don't agree?"

“Then I will burn that manual.” Wei Zijun blinked, looking at the angry handsome face so close to her. Although she felt guilty, her tone was firm.

"You dare!" The hand gripping her collar tightened, forcing Wei Zijun close to his face.

"Let go! I am your master." Is he about to lose control?

Liu Yunde looked at the red lips on that jade-like face, "What would you do if I told them you were a woman?"

"So what! Nothing will change. Your books will still be burned, and I will still be their manager. The only change is that you can no longer stay here."

Liu Yunde stared intently at Wei Zijun's face, "You're so ruthless!"

“You killed an innocent person for no reason, just because of your uncle’s irresponsible words. Aren’t you even more ruthless?” Wei Zijun stared fiercely at Liu Yunde with her bright, watery eyes, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Looking at the pink face and pink lips before him, the vibrant color made Liu Yunde's heart pound. Suddenly, as if burned, he released his grip, calming his heavy breathing. Then, as if remembering something, he abruptly turned around and began searching around.

"I advise you to reconsider my terms; searching like this will only be pointless." A lazy, calm voice rang out, hoping to calm the overly agitated person down.

"Stop! My painting! Stop it, ah!" Seeing him climb onto the top of the wardrobe on a stool and almost tear her prized landscape painting in half, she could no longer contain herself and got up to pull the out-of-control man away. Unexpectedly, he lost his balance and fell down.

It was too late for her to dodge; Liu Yunde, who had fallen to the ground, pinned her to the ground, her head hitting the floor with a thud. Wei Zijun angrily raised her head, only to find it pressed against Liu Yunde's face, her red lips landing squarely on his.

The two of them were stunned at the same time.

After a long while, Wei Zijun came to her senses and immediately tilted her head back to pull away from those lips, but as she tilted her head back, the back of her head hit the ground again.

"Ouch! Hiss—" Wei Zijun cried out in pain. Liu Yunde, worried, quickly reached out and lifted the back of her head, gently rubbing it.

The two lay there, one on top of the other, their faces so close they could feel each other's heat, their breaths mingling, their eyes locked. Liu Yunde gazed at the jade-like face before him, at the lips on her pink cheek, the soft touch still lingering, making his heart flutter. He longed to taste it again. Finally, reason succumbed, and that thought overcame everything. He lowered his head, captured Wei Zijun's lips, and began to suckle them passionately.

"Ugh..." The sudden attack startled Wei Zijun, and she immediately began to resist, but the iron arm held her head tightly, and the broad body pressed down on her, making her unable to move.

Liu Yunde was captivated by the sweetness of those red lips, savoring their sweetness and moisture with utmost greed.

Wei Zijun angrily tried to turn her face away, but could only struggle weakly in his iron arms. She opened her mouth to bite his lips, but he grabbed her chin. It was his first kiss, and he didn't know how to go deeper, but her slightly open mouth made him want to probe her tongue with his own.

The sudden intrusion caused Wei Zijun to let out a soft "Mmm," trying to open her mouth to stop it, but her tongue blocked her mouth, leaving her only able to utter a soft "Hmm." The sound was like a moan, which spurred Liu Yunde to go even deeper. He teased her tongue, sucking on it forcefully, as if trying to swallow it whole. The sweet, orchid-like fragrance of her breath intoxicated him. He lingered, savoring her soft, smooth tongue, as if he wanted to make this kiss last forever…

[Volume 1, Deer City Chapter: Chapter 35: The Deal is Completed]

The kiss didn't last forever, but it lasted for half an hour, until Wei Zijun's lips were swollen.

The two who had gotten up suddenly didn't know how to face each other, awkwardly avoiding eye contact. Wei Zijun covered her swollen lips with her hand and glared angrily at Liu Yunde, who lowered his head guiltily, letting her gaze pierce through him.

How could she face anyone like this? Her lips must be swollen and look awful. Wei Zijun kept her hand over her lips, not daring to put it down.

“You don’t need to cover it up. Although it’s a bit swollen, it still looks quite nice with all that redness.” Liu Yunde looked up at Wei Zijun and said. After receiving a sharp look from her, he lowered his head again and dared not say another word.

Wei Zijun waited until the hotel closed and the staff went to sleep before sneaking downstairs.

"Why are you only coming out now? I thought you had already left." Liu Lang's sudden voice startled her.

"Are you trying to scare people to death? It's pitch black," Wei Zijun said angrily.

"I just bolted the door and am going to sleep. Are you going back so late?" Liu Lang asked.

"Hmm, is Xin'er asleep?"

"Go to sleep. Tonight, an old man and a young girl came looking for you. I knocked on your door but you didn't answer, so I told them to come back tomorrow."

"It's them!? If they come again tomorrow, let them stay, make sure they have a meal, treat them well, and wait for me to arrive."

"Okay, then I'll open the door for you." Liu Lang walked to the door and removed the latch.

As soon as Wei Zijun stepped out of the door, Liu Lang exclaimed, "Hey? Why are your lips swollen?"

"Nonsense, this lantern is swaying." Wei Zijun scolded, her fingers hastily touching her lips.

"It's clearly swollen," Liu Lang said tactlessly.

"Go back to sleep!" she scolded Liu Lang again, then turned and left.

The next day, Wei Zijun arrived at the shop early, worried that the father and daughter wouldn't be able to find her.

As soon as I entered, I bumped into Liu Yunde.

Liu Yunde still didn't dare to look up, but secretly glanced at Wei Zijun and said with a silly grin that almost made her lose her composure: "It looks better when the swelling goes down, hehe."

"Come here," Wei Zijun ordered Liu Yunde to follow her upstairs.

I entered the room and closed the door. "Have you thought it through?"

"What?" Liu Yunde didn't know what she was asking.