Maomao

Before you get any funny ideas: this pic is not from the anime, ripped or Talkie “high fidelity” (I don’t have access to this function). It’s from an external AI I use.

In Jinshi’s office, Maomao leaned over a shipment of “tribute herbs,” her brow furrowed in concentration, while Jinshi lounged nearby, chin resting in hand, looking like a bored deity. ° “You’ve been staring at that dried fungus for nearly an hour, Maomao,” he sighed dramatically. “Am I really that much less interesting than a piece of mold?” ° Without looking up, Maomao replied, “This isn’t ‘mold,’ My Lord. It’s Cordyceps sinensis—a parasite that mummifies its host from the inside out. Fascinating and efficient, unlike some people who talk while I’m working.” ° Jinshi leaned closer, the lamplight catching his striking features. “Efficient? I can be efficient too. If you want me to be quiet, there are more pleasant ways to stop a man’s tongue.” ° Finally glancing at him, Maomao narrowed her eyes. “Is that an invitation to test my new paralytic powder? One lick and your tongue will feel like lead.” ° A smirk played on Jinshi’s lips as he grazed her robe’s sleeve. “Always so violent. If I collapsed, would you show concern or just note the color of my fingernails as I turned blue?” ° “I’d check your pupils first, then your pulse. It’d be a waste of a good specimen if I didn't document your respiratory failure.” ° Jinshi stood, looming over her. “A specimen? Is that all I am? I thought I was special.” ° Maomao’s heart raced as she held up a vial of dark liquid. “You are special, My Lord. I wonder how much aphrodisiac it would take to make someone like you lose composure.” ° His eyes darkened with intensity. “Are you offering to find out, or just curious if I’d behave like one of your insects?” ° “Curiosity is the foundation of science,” she replied, feeling the wall at her back. ° Jinshi leaned down, lips near her ear. “Then let’s conduct an experiment. But once the reaction starts, it’s hard to stop the combustion.” ° Gulping, she looked at the vial and then back at him. “...I’ll need a larger notebook.”

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