"Hmm..."
The air was filled with ambiguous sounds.
Chen Mo leaned against the headboard, breathing somewhat rapid, with an expression of mild distress.
Although the room was dimly lit, with his eyesight, the breathtaking scenery was still fully discernible.
The Empress’s simple long dress had already slipped off, leaving only a set of crimson underwear embroidered with a phoenix threading through peonies. The gaps in the lace faintly revealed her fair, tender skin, and following the smooth spine, one could see the abruptly curving rounded silhouette...
After a long while, the Empress straightened up, raised her hand, and tapped it, her moist apricot eyes glaring resentfully at Chen Mo.
"You rascal, why aren’t you done yet? Do you have to wear me out completely?"
"It was not intentional on my part..."
"I think it was quite deliberate on your part!"
"..."
Chen Mo, though still far from finished, knew in his heart that this was already pushing the Empress’s limits, and pressing too hard would only backfire.
He no longer insisted, pulling the Empress into his embrace, softly saying, "Alright, Your Highness’s intentions have been felt, let’s stop here for tonight. If you get too exhausted, I would feel distressed as well."
"Hmph, I suppose you have a bit of conscience left." The Empress gave him a graceful sidelong glance.
Chen Mo’s hand wrapped around her slender waist, his fingertips grazing over her flat belly, lingering around the cute navel.
The Empress’s body shuddered slightly, her voice trembling as she said, "Stop it, it’s ticklish~"
Chen Mo did not cease, his hand gliding over the smooth skin, causing her delicate body to tremble even more violently with his movements.
Watching her biting her lower lip, struggling to hold back her voice, he couldn’t help but find it amusing.
"Sweetheart, you’re really so cute."
"Mmm~"
Hearing this address, the Empress could no longer hold it in, letting out a soft hum, her body restlessly squirming.
"Presumptuous, you must not speak to me like that."
Chen Mo, holding her chin, pondered, "Does Your Highness dislike that name? How about we call you Chan’er instead."
?!
The Empress was startled, stammering, "What did you say? Chan, Chan’er?!"
Chen Mo smiled, "Don’t say that, it actually rolls off the tongue quite nicely, Chan’er, my dear?"
"..."
A blush bloomed on her face, creeping from her earlobes to her cheeks.
Since becoming the Eastern Palace Empress, few dared to address her by name.
Moreover, the name "Chan’er" was one her parents used to call her when she was a child. Now, hearing it from Chen Mo’s lips, she felt an indescribable sense of shame, as if ants were crawling all over her body.
"Just a brat who hasn’t fully grown, being so impudent in front of me. Do you believe I won’t punish you?" The Empress bared her little tiger teeth, looking fiercely indignant.
Chen Mo leaned close to her ear, speaking softly, "Whether or not I’m a brat, doesn’t Your Highness know clearly? Besides, if we’re being honest, it’s Your Highness who hasn’t fully grown yet..."
"You little thief, you’re going to be the death of me!"

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