Chapter 24: Professor Ji’s Desk Hole - Part 1
About the question of why her girlfriend is mad, Yan Jingyao felt that the answer might be thicker than all the law books in her office put together.
When Ji Lan suddenly stopped talking to her, Yan Jingyao knew she was in the wrong, but she still felt kind of wronged.
She didn’t put a tracker on Ji Lan’s car to spy on her, but Ji Lan didn’t want to hear her explain at all.
She sent Ji Lan two messages this morning, but there was no reply at all. It was clear Ji Lan was still mad at her. So in the afternoon, Yan Jingyao took some time to go to a dessert shop that Ji Lan liked and bought some snacks. Then she drove to Licheng University.
Ji Lan’s office.
Yan Jingyao stood at the door and knocked. Then she gently turned the handle and opened the door.
“Lanlan.”
“Um.”
It looked like Ji Lan already knew Yan Jingyao would come. She just looked up and gave her a quick glance, then went back to her work like nothing happened.
“...”
This kind of cold and distant attitude made the air suddenly feel awkward. Yan Jingyao held the door handle and stood at the doorway, not knowing whether to go in or back out.
But Ji Lan still looked calm like a breeze and cloud, as if she didn’t care at all if Yan Jingyao was there.
“Lanlan…”
After hesitating for a long time, Yan Jingyao finally walked in and carefully put a small box of soy milk snowflake crisps on the table.
“I bought it for you on the way,” she pushed the snacks forward and forced herself to say something, “It’s a new kind from their shop. I think you’ll probably like it.”
Ji Lan’s fingers stopped typing for a second. She turned her head and glanced at the snack box, but then looked back at her computer screen and kept typing.
Yan Jingyao felt nervous inside. She wanted to say sorry to Ji Lan, but she was scared that bringing it up would only make Ji Lan even angrier.
She opened her mouth twice but closed it again. Then she looked down and let out a quiet sigh.
The only sound left in the room was the tapping of the keyboard.
“Jingyao,”
After a long while, Ji Lan finally stopped what she was doing. She turned her chair around and looked up at Yan Jingyao.
“Can you take the tracker off my car, okay?”
Her voice was calm and steady, but she didn’t back down at all.
“I don’t like you doing this…”
She was going to say “spying,” but when she saw how sad Yan Jingyao looked, she felt a little bad and started to wonder if she was being too harsh.
So she changed her words at the last second: “Mm… this kind of watching me too closely.”
Yan Jingyao didn’t say a word.
“Ji Lan.”
After a long time, she finally looked up and stared at Ji Lan.
“It’s been a year,” Yan Jingyao’s voice trembled a little, “Have I always been the same in your heart?”
They had lived together, slept together, and shared a life. They had entered the deepest parts of each other.
For a whole year, every time Yan Jingyao thought of Ji Lan’s quiet yet wild moans in bed, she still couldn’t help but get wet, burning hot, wanting to do her right away.
Love and desire had mixed and stirred together again and again, but in the end, Ji Lan still hadn’t changed how she saw her?
The daughter of a proper prosecutor, but in Ji Lan’s eyes, Yan Jingyao always seemed to be just a “second-generation official” with all kinds of labels.
Arrogant, bossy, lazy, getting ahead easily because of her family’s power…
A bitter smile slowly showed on the corner of her lips. Yan Jingyao mocked herself. Even if she didn’t have any of those problems, even if she really fought for everything she had now, just the words “second-generation official” would turn all that into “it’s just because her parents are officials.”
She could take it from other people, but even her own lover…
Ji Lan had really hurt her pride.
Suddenly, she did not want to say more.
“I still have things to do,” Yan Jingyao forced a smile at Ji Lan, “You’re busy too… I’ll go first.”
She turned around awkwardly and hurried toward the office door.
“Jingyao?”
Ji Lan was stunned for a few seconds before she suddenly realized!
Yan Jingyao… clearly misunderstood what she meant.
This woman’s pride was always very strong. Ji Lan did not know what she was thinking, but she quickly wanted to call Yan Jingyao back.
However, Yan Jingyao had already rushed out like she was escaping.
Ji Lan stood up and wanted to chase after her, but after only a few steps, she suddenly heard a loud thunder.
In that instant, her whole body started to tremble.
In the hallway, Yan Jingyao had almost reached the stairs when she suddenly heard a loud rumble.
Her steps stopped on their own. Then, almost without thinking, she turned around and ran back toward Ji Lan’s office.
“Lanlan!”
She pushed the office door open in one go, and sure enough, she saw Ji Lan holding onto the desk with a pale face, her body trembling nonstop.
Yan Jingyao closed the door, stepped forward in two quick steps, and pulled her into her arms.
“It’s okay now,” she patted Ji Lan’s back, “Don’t be scared, don’t be scared, I’m here.”
The warm body heat and the familiar scent finally gave thunder-fearing Ji Lan a bit of strength. She grabbed Yan Jingyao’s clothes tightly and tried hard to bury herself in her arms.
“Jingyao,” Ji Lan said with a sobbing voice, “That’s not what I meant, I…”
Mm~
Before she could finish, Yan Jingyao had already lowered her head and kissed Ji Lan’s lips.
Compared to the usual tenderness, today’s kiss was filled with a need to let it all out.
Yan Jingyao domineeringly sucked on her tongue, stirring up wind and clouds, on purpose making wet sounds.
“Mm… uh~”
Ji Lan's tongue was rubbed gently by the other, and though the kiss was fierce, it made her feel at ease.
Her hands, clutching Yan Jingyao’s clothes, trembled a little. Ji Lan opened her mouth and tried her best to kiss her back.
In their kiss, the scary thunder seemed to fade away like magic. It sounded so far it could not be heard anymore.
Her body turned soft from the kiss. Ji Lan started breathing fast, but just then, Yan Jingyao suddenly lifted her up in her arms.
She carried Ji Lan back to the chair behind the desk and placed her down, then reached her hand under Ji Lan’s tight skirt.
The heat from her palm made Ji Lan’s whole body go soft. Just then, Yan Jingyao kissed her again.
The deep and tender kiss made her dizzy. Ji Lan felt the other slowly pull down her zipper.
Her tight skirt was taken off, and Yan Jingyao boldly touched the soft curves wrapped in black stockings, her fingers gently hooking at the edge of the elastic.
“Mm～”
It was clear she wanted to take off her stockings. Ji Lan’s face turned red from shame, and she reflexively tried to stop Yan Jingyao’s hand—only to hear a knock at the door.
Someone is here!
In an instant, the haze of intimacy was broken. Ji Lan flushed with embarrassment, but before she could even say “please wait a moment,” the door handle was already being pressed down.
At the last moment, Yan Jingyao suddenly crouched and swiftly slipped into the space under the desk.
The office desk was fairly spacious, and the hollow underneath could just barely fit a person. Ji Lan quickly hooked the edge of the desk and slid the chair over, then used the tip of her toe to kick the skirt under the desk.
In just a few seconds, Ji Lan was sitting upright with a calm posture once again.
“Professor Ji.”
The person who came in was a male student—one of Ji Lan’s undergrads.
Besides that, Ji Lan also knew he liked her.
Teenage boys often had a bit of a “big sister” complex. Toward her, it was clearly that kind of thing.
But Ji Lan couldn't respond to it.
“Oh, it's you,” Ji Lan tried her best to sound relaxed. “Do you need something?”
The boy scratched his head a little awkwardly. “I… wanted to ask you a few questions, Professor Ji.”
“…”
She could not refuse to answer questions, so Ji Lan hesitated for a moment, then still let the boy sit in the chair across from her.
Thankfully, the space under the desk was not open through, Ji Lan thought.
The boy sat down, and though his eyes kept wanting to drift toward Ji Lan, he was still too shy to look straight at her.
“What do you want to ask… hmm?”
Ji Lan’s last word suddenly trembled a bit, but she quickly covered it up and the boy did not notice.
Under the desk, her knees were suddenly pried apart by Yan Jingyao.
Someone was hiding in the desk, and although Ji Lan’s upper body stayed proper, her knees had been twisted to one side.
But now, Yan Jingyao had forced them open.
Sitting like this, legs spread wide facing the desk—or rather, the woman under the desk—made Ji Lan feel a sudden wave of shame.
She would not do it now… would she?
Her heart pounded wildly, but she had to keep her face composed as she explained the textbook questions to the boy.
Then, a sudden chill brushed the inside of her thighs, making Ji Lan tremble slightly.
The stockings were somehow cut open by Yan Jingyao, right at the center of the thighs.
A tingling sensation came, and two fingers slipped into the stockings!
Through the underwear, her private part was lightly brushed, making Ji Lan tense up all over.
But the two fingers did not seem to start right away. Instead, they dug at the stockings from both sides, tearing the hole wider.
The chill spread to the base of her legs.
Ji Lan was already so nervous that a faint layer of sweat formed on her forehead, yet she had no choice but to keep herself under control and pretend to explain the problem to the student.
"You..."
The chill between her legs nearly made Ji Lan's mind short-circuit. In the end, she had no choice but to randomly point at a question and ask the student to solve it on the spot.
The boy was stunned for a moment, but he still picked up the pen and started writing.
At the same time, the fabric of Ji Lan's underwear that blocked her private parts was pulled up and pushed aside.
A damp heat immediately covered her private parts.
Yan Jingyao knelt on the ground, bent over and buried her head between Ji Lan's legs, stuck her tongue into the hole in her stockings, and licked it deeply.
Ji Lan couldn't help but tremble again.
Her private part exuded an alluring fragrance. Yan Jingyao's tongue tip gently sweeped up and down, and in the limited space, she tried her best to fiddle with the two small flower lips and moisten them.
After a moment, Yan Jingyao suddenly increased the speed of sweeping, fiddled with the small flower lips quickly, and pushed it to the hole from time to time.
The instant pleasure made Ji Lan's heart beat rapidly. She hurriedly reached down and tried to hold Yan Jingyao's head.
There was someone on the other side, how could she... um~
Yan Jingyao suddenly held the clitoris in her mouth, and her soft tongue immediately wrapped around it, rolling it like a pearl.
Ji Lan's hand, which had wanted to stop Yan Jingyao, suddenly lost a lot of strength and became weak.
Yan Jingyao knew Ji Lan's sensitive spots too well, and Ji Lan... if she were not naturally a bit cold, she might have screamed out loud on the spot this time.
The boy opposite wanted to look better in front of Ji Lan. He racked his brain to write the questions, never thinking that his goddess was right "in front of his eyes," behind the desk, being licked and given oral sex by another woman.