Gong Yunxu did not answer him, but instead gazed at Gu Qingyun with a beaming smile.
Gu Qingyun shot him a sidelong glance. What was there to smile about?
But she did not know that, in the eyes of everyone else, their interaction had become the flirtatious glances and silent exchange of affection between lovers!
She withdrew her gaze and answered unhurriedly, “Of course not.”
Zongzheng Xiaoran inexplicably let out a sigh of relief. The servants behind him showed it even more clearly, each gasping loudly enough to be seen from far away.
Who would have thought that she would continue, “He is still under observation.”
Under observation?
Who was under whose observation?
She even gasped so dramatically while speaking. She was practically trying to scare them to death.
Gong Yunxu said mournfully, “When will Little Qing'er finish observing me? We already have a child. If you keep observing me, shouldn't we be expecting a second one by now?”
After saying that, he lowered his head and seriously asked, “Son, don't you think Daddy is right? Do you want your mother to hold you?”
The Little Milk Bun did not hear anything else and focused only on the last sentence. He opened his little mouth, revealing two tender white front teeth, leaned forward, and reached toward Gu Qingyun. “Hold me! Hold me!”
The corner of Gu Qingyun's mouth twitched slightly. This fellow was even better at acting than she was.
However, the effect was obvious—far better than she had expected.
From the corner of her eye, Gu Qingyun noticed Zongzheng Xiaoran and the others standing as if petrified. She pretended to affectionately stroke the Little Milk Bun's face, making the little fellow giggle, then answered Gong Yunxu indifferently, “When it ends depends on your performance.”
Gong Yunxu leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “I guarantee I will satisfy Little Qing'er.”
It was a fleeting touch, gone as soon as it came.
Gong Yunxu licked his crimson lips and thought, Just as soft as I imagined.
What was rare was the absence of those unpleasant cosmetics scents. She had a natural, delicate fragrance, and her skin was smooth and tender. He really wanted to take a bite.
While inner commentary flew wildly through his mind, Gong Yunxu solemnly issued a command aloud: “Someone, throw these blind fools who bullied Little Qing'er down the mountain.”
A trace of anger flashed through Zongzheng Xiaoran's eyes. When had he ever been insulted like this?
“Imperial Preceptor Gong!”
Gong Jiu arrived in a flash with several Palace Guards. Before Zongzheng Xiaoran could say anything more, he tossed out the servants behind him, one in each hand.
Tossing them out meant exactly that—throwing them!
A master's command had to be obeyed one hundred percent.
“Ah... Young Master!”
Zongzheng Xiaoran quickly turned around, only to see several figures flying out in arcs.
“Young Master Zongzheng, would you like us to see you off?” Gong Jiu gestured invitingly.
Zongzheng Xiaoran glared darkly at Gong Yunxu and Gu Qingyun.
Gong Yunxu leaned toward Gu Qingyun. “Is Little Qing'er satisfied now?”
Could that fawning, cheeky man really be the same proud and haughty Imperial Preceptor Gong?
Those who knew him could not help grumbling inwardly.
Gu Qingyun, however, was not particularly satisfied. She frowned and glanced at Zongzheng Xiaoran, her voice aloof and cold: “There is still one more.”
Gong Yunxu immediately turned an unfriendly gaze toward Zongzheng Xiaoran. “Young Master Zongzheng, don't you want to leave? Gong Jiu...”
Zongzheng Xiaoran abruptly turned around. “No need. I can leave on my own!”
After speaking coldly, he strode away.
Even through his retreating figure, they could sense the anger he was suppressing.
Gu Qingyun watched his back, the corners of her red lips curling upward!
Suddenly, she raised her hand and swung it toward his face.
Smack!
Her hand was caught firmly.
The handsome face so close to hers looked slightly aggrieved. “Earlier, I helped Little Qing'er, but in the blink of an eye, Little Qing'er is going to be ungrateful and unjust?”
“Get away from me!” Gu Qingyun forcefully shook off his hand. Taking advantage of her once was not enough—he even wanted to do it a second time. He was truly overstepping himself. “If you dare kiss me again, I'll tear your mouth apart!”
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