The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

"Are you stupid?"

Seeing Atal's stunned expression, Jun Ming couldn't help but smile and reached out to pinch Atal's cheek.

Atal was truly surprised by Junming's actions; the sudden kiss captivated Atal's entire being.

Atar, realizing what had just happened, blushed instantly, his eyes darting around, not daring to look directly at Jun Ming.

"My lord...you..."

Atal's lips were still slightly damp, glistening under the light. As Atal spoke, his lips drew Jun Ming's gaze, making him feel his presence all the more intense.

Atal didn't know what to say; a simple touch had already left his mind blank.

Jun Ming reached out and wiped away the alluring shine from Atal's lips with his fingertips.

"Does Atal hate me for treating you like this?"

Jun Ming patiently and skillfully guided him.

Atal couldn't describe how he felt at that moment.

All he knew was that the moment Jun Ming kissed him, he heard a buzzing sound in his ears, then his mind went blank, and all he could see was Jun Ming staring intently into his eyes. His body seemed to have lost control, and he couldn't feel his limbs.

The only thing she could feel was the thin lips pressed tightly against Jun Ming's.

I don't know if this is liking, but I definitely don't dislike it.

"I don't dislike it..."

Atal heard his own slightly pathetic voice ring out.

"If you don't dislike it, then you must like it."

Jun Ming was not much surprised by Atar's answer; it was more of an expected affirmation.

Jun Ming rolled out of bed, pulled Atar away from the pillow behind him, and sat up to face him.

Having absolutely no experience in handling such matters, Atal didn't know how to speak to Jun Ming, nor what kind of expression he should make, and could only utter a few meaningless syllables.

"Hmm..."

Jun Ming smiled and didn't say anything more. He knew that Atar needed some time to adjust to his closeness.

He reached out and touched Atal's slightly frizzy hair, then stopped discussing the matter with Atal and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

"Atar, come with me."

With each command and action, Atal, still somewhat dazed, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and followed Jun Ming into the bathroom, seemingly oblivious to everything.

Jun Ming stood behind Atal and guided Atal to look at himself in the mirror.

Then he reached out and lifted Atar's hair, revealing his earlobe.

A silver needle had appeared prominently in the center of her earlobe.

"When did the lord inflict this wound on me?"

Atal was a little confused when he saw the piercing on his earlobe; he hadn't noticed Jun Ming's actions at all.

"Of course, it's when Atal is immersed in the moment when I'm kissing you."

Atal was too embarrassed to look at himself in the mirror.

The bright red earlobes, adorned with silver needles, are so alluring that one can't help but want to kiss them.

As if he had thought of something, Atar looked through the mirror at Junming standing behind him.

"So...did the male master kiss me because he was getting my ears pierced?"

Atal spoke timidly, seemingly wanting an answer to confirm his suspicions.

Jun Ming didn't rush to answer Atar's question. Instead, he picked up a comb from the side and gently combed Atar's hair.

"Atar's hair is so smooth and long, it would look even better if he wore it in a few small braids."

Jun Ming continued talking to himself, as if he hadn't heard Atal's question.

Atal thought Junming was deliberately avoiding his questions, so he lowered his eyes and stopped trying to get an answer from Junming.

"I only know how to do the simplest ponytail. If the master wants to see it, I can learn it."

"Need not."

Jun Ming straightened Atal's hair before speaking.

"I know how to braid hair, Atar doesn't need to learn, just let your lord braid it for you."

After saying that, Jun Ming turned Atal's shoulders to face him, and then put a hand on Atal's neck.

With his other hand he gripped Atal's waist and helped Atal sit halfway on the sink.

The hand on Atal's neck tightened slightly, lifting Atal's head, and he felt the Adam's apple moving restlessly up and down in his palm.

Jun Ming moved closer to Atar.

Before kissing him, Junming reminded Atal to close his eyes.

Atal's eyes were tightly closed, his heart pounding violently.

Jun Ming's breath drew closer until their lips touched.

Atal was completely thrown into disarray. If the kiss on the bed just now was because Jun Ming was trying to get his ears pierced, then what about now?

The slight pressure from the hand on his neck and the soft touch on his lips made Atal hold his breath.

Atal felt like he couldn't breathe, and just when he thought he was going to suffocate, Jun Ming released him.

Looking at Atal, who was struggling to breathe because of his kiss, Jun Ming felt even more restless.

This is really bad.

Jun Ming cursed inwardly.

Jun Ming gently patted Atar's back to help him catch his breath.

"breathe."

After Atal caught his breath, Jun Ming spoke again:

"Don't hold your breath, learn to breathe properly."

"This is just the simplest application; if it gets worse later, won't Atal really be unable to breathe?"

Atar's face turned even redder, and he turned his head slightly away, not daring to look at Jun Ming.

Seeing this, Jun Ming chuckled softly.

"I want to kiss you, for no other reason than that."

"Atal is too tempting, I'll kiss him if I want to."

Atal then realized that Jun Ming was answering his previous question.

General Atar, who was a strategist and ruthless killer on the battlefield, was now like a little insect, too embarrassed to say what he wanted, but clinging to what he wanted and refusing to let go.

Atal gripped Jun Ming's clothes, using the force from the hem to push himself closer into Jun Ming's arms.

"I...I can't breathe properly."

"Master...Master taught me."

Upon hearing this, Jun Ming chuckled softly. He gently pinched Atar's chin with his fingers, turning his face to face him directly.

Then he extended his knuckles and gently tapped Atar's forehead.

I'll teach you tomorrow.

"Now, Atal should go back and rest."

"I have to report to the military headquarters tomorrow, my lord, I can't be late."

Jun Ming led Atal out of the bathroom, giving him instructions as they walked.

"Don't touch that silver needle tonight. By tomorrow morning, the ear piercing will have healed, and you can replace the silver needle with an earring."

Atal seemed oblivious to whether he had heard anything, staring blankly as Jun Ming held his hand.