Infinite Paradise
Chapter 94 - 77 Anna Desk Cake Le Cheng Morgan.JPG

Chapter 94: 77 Anna Desk Cake Le Cheng Morgan.JPG

There were so many places to hide in the room, yet he chose to hide here...deliberately, he definitely did it on purpose!

Thinking about how Le Cheng might be showing a smug smile right now, she wished she could kick his head off, but...

"Queen, are you asleep? If so, I’ll come in now."

It’s too late now.

Morgan only had time to move the chair Le Cheng had sat on back to its original place before Anna had already pushed the door open and entered. Behind her, a maid pushing a food cart followed, but after bringing in the food, Anna sent the maid away.

"Queen, you were awake after all. I called you earlier and you didn’t respond, I thought you were asleep."

"Yes."

"Queen, this is a soup I asked the kitchen to prepare for you. It has a cooling effect. I’ve noticed you’ve been in a bad mood these past few days, eating this might help cool your temper. Come, give it a try."

Anna, holding the tray, approached the desk. She had been an orphan since childhood and after awakening her Witch abilities, she was sent to the Imperial Capital. Due to her exceptional talents and lively personality, Morgan kept her by her side to train as an apprentice. However, emotionally, they were more like mother and daughter. Everyone was somewhat in awe of Morgan, but Anna, she especially cherished the time spent with Morgan, even if it included being scolded.

When it was just the two of them, Anna would behave more casually.

But now, as Anna approached with the tray, Morgan instantly became tense. Although there were curtains around the desk that could block the view, they could do little more than obscure vision. If Anna carelessly stretched her foot forward, she could easily discover the person hiding under the desk.

Fortunately, Anna stopped in front of the desk, allowing Morgan to breathe a sigh of relief.

She slowly sat back down, pretending to be calm, "I’m not really in the mood to eat right now, just leave it there."

"Is that so? Would you like some dessert then? I’ve even brought your favorite cake."

Morgan shook her head, she wasn’t in the mood to eat at all.

Seeing that Morgan wasn’t eating anything, Anna was somewhat disappointed and just set the tray aside. However, she kept the cake on the desk as it was small and didn’t take up much space. Plus, it was cut into pieces, perhaps in the course of the conversation, she might just casually pick up a piece and eat.

More conversation?

Seeing that Anna had no intention of leaving and had even moved a chair to sit in front of the desk, Morgan felt utterly uncomfortable but she couldn’t just send her away. After all, it was usual for Anna to chat with her before bedtime, to suddenly send her away now would only arouse more suspicion.

"By the way, Queen, has the Divine Envoy left yet? When did he leave?" Anna, supporting her chin with her hands, leaned forward curiously asking.

"Yes, he left before it got dark."

"Is that so, but I saw that the cattle were still outside?"

"..."

Morgan’s body twitched, she had almost forgotten that beast. Fortunately, she was experienced in handling various emergencies and responded calmly, "His taming of the Blood Grinding Beast is truly miraculous. Considering the trouble the Blood Grinding Beast has caused the Imperial Knights in the past, I discussed it with him and agreed to temporarily house the beast here to study it. If we can understand its weaknesses, we will have a greater advantage in future battles."

"I see, it does need thorough research, Queen..."

"Y—"

Anna nodded, about to continue speaking when she saw Morgan’s body shudder as if startled by something, uttering a strange sound and expressed her concern, "Queen, are you alright?"

"I’m, I’m fine..." Morgan’s face stiff, her hands on the desk tightly clenched, "Just feeling a bit cold suddenly."

"Cold? I thought the window wasn’t open, could it be because I just opened the door? I’ll get you a blanket."

"No...uh!"

Morgan had just spoken a word when she quickly shut her mouth, her fists tightening on the table.

At this moment, her leg was being attacked by someone, but to avoid being discovered by Anna, she had to try her best to remain calm.

Let’s slightly rewind the time to when Le Cheng crawled under the desk. He immediately began admiring his surroundings... Honestly, the space here was rather spacious, as Morgan typically dealt with her official duties here, making her desk relatively larger to accommodate various documents, hence, he had more freedom of movement under there, without constantly ducking.

Soon, he noticed a rather appealing "scenery"—Morgan’s legs.

Though for a Witch, Morgan was only in her teen years, she was after all thirty-three years old. As a human, as a woman, she was fully matured bodily.

Previously, Morgan’s body was concealed by her luxurious, elegant gown, revealing nothing but a general outline.

But now, as Morgan sat down, all he had to do was lightly lift the flouncy hem of her gown to get a full view of the Queen’s legs.

This act of desecrating the Queen, violating morals, and being shameless is something that no decent person would do. But who is Le Cheng? The formidable Slaanesh Divine Chosen, what is there that he wouldn’t dare to do? Thus, he unhurriedly lifted that layer of skirt.

Thanks to the exquisite tailoring of the Imperial wear, this small act went unnoticed by Morgan, and Le Cheng indulged himself in the scenery before him.

Clearly, the Imperial outfits were not only beautifully crafted but also provided excellent warmth because instead of white or black stockings, Morgan’s legs were completely bare.

Those legs, long and beautiful, were like meticulously sculpted alabaster, with proportions as perfect as the golden ratio, and as luminous and bright as white jade, shimmering under the gentle light, as if they were the most precious gems in the world.

Whether it was the smooth, powerful knees or the delicate, exquisite ankles, every detail was filled with the vitality of life and the charm of femininity, especially the soft skin, which emitted a glossiness akin to satin, irresistibly compelling one to reach out and touch...

Le Cheng reached out his fingers, moving slowly towards that calf. The moment he touched it, he felt an astonishing elasticity.

Morgan was so startled she almost jumped up, but fortunately, she managed to contain herself. As Anna handed her a blanket, she took the opportunity to glance under the table and saw Le Cheng holding and caressing her leg, sitting contentedly...

So brazen!

She was devastated. How could there be such a shameless person in this world?

You are a Divine Envoy, a Divine Envoy!

Morgan clenched her teeth hard, wishing she could chop off Le Cheng’s hands, but to avoid drawing Anna’s attention, she could only endure. After all, she had already suffered a loss, and if she did not overcome this crisis, it would all have been for nothing!

While conversing with Anna, Morgan managed to withdraw her legs.

She succeeded, but not entirely.

Because after her calves were free, Le Cheng began his assault on her feet.

As her shoes and socks were slowly removed, she distinctly felt her feet being held in Le Cheng’s hands, as if he was measuring them... What on earth was he planning?

Was he intending to... put them in his mouth?

The thought almost scared Morgan into a cold sweat.

Although she had never had any intimate contact with a man, as a Witch, the more she sought to preserve her purity, the more she needed to understand and perceive such matters. Not only was Morgan explicitly aware of sexual affairs, she even knew that some nobles in the Empire had a very peculiar fetish.

They were often referred to as ’foot fetishists’, who were especially fond of women’s feet and would even savor them in their mouths during intimate moments.

She could not comprehend this behavior at all; after all, those were feet, especially in winter. People not only wore shoes but covered their feet with thick socks, and in no time, the feet would sweat extensively. According to studies by Empire doctors, human feet harbored the most bacteria, which could easily cause diseases once they entered the mouth. Even if noble ladies maintained their feet immaculately, it was impossible to avoid this entirely.

Could he possibly have this fetish?

Morgan anxiously thought.

"Queen, what is the matter? You seem quite flushed."

"...Perhaps it’s too hot." Morgan insincerely remarked, her nervousness spiking her body temperature, which made her face appear quite flushed.

"Oh, then let me open the window for you." Anna believed her, as it was normal for the weather to be hot and cold intermittently.

I wish you would just go away!

Morgan inwardly breathed, relieved that Le Cheng did not seem to have the habit of ’eating’ feet. He appeared to treat her feet like a fine toy, merely holding and delicately playing with them.

Talking with Anna, who was both a servant and a companion, while a man under the tableplayed with her feet; especially since she was a married woman, the Queen of the Empire, this extreme situation caused Morgan to feel unprecedented shame, but at the same time, it brought her an incomparable intense stimulation.

She felt her body undergoing a strange transformation, from initial resistance and disgust to gradually becoming comfortable, and even unbeknownst to herself, she began to somewhat enjoy the caressing.

Yes, enjoy.

No one knew Morgan’s body better than herself.

In the thirty-three years of her life, her life could not be described as thrilling, at least it was monotonous. Beyond training her abilities and handling state affairs daily, she had never experienced things a woman should. Even her emotions were constantly repressed.

But today, under that intense stimulation, her body’s instinct suddenly began to unleash itself, like a wild horse breaking free from its stiff state.

Not good...

At this moment, Morgan finally understood why some Witches, despite knowing that marriage would affect their powers and lifespan, still chose love without hesitation.

Because that instinct, like a spring, the longer and harder it is suppressed, the more violent the rebound when released. This was simply not something that could be controlled by sheer willpower alone.

Morgan felt as if a large net named desire was looming over her, enveloping her gradually.

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