Night falls, with the sparse stars accompanying the bright moon.
Spring has just arrived, but it still gets dark early. By the time Long Yue returned from the manor, the sky was already dim.
The house was lit, and Li Qingmu had returned from the Upper Court.
She knocked lightly on the door and pushed it open.
Before she could steady herself, she was swept into a warm and broad embrace, causing her to feel the world spinning around her.
"You scoundrel, what are you doing? You scared me to death!"
Long Yue pouted, angrily hitting him with her little pink fists. This troublesome man had no sense of gentleness, he really could scare someone to death.
Li Qingmu chuckled softly and gave her a light kiss on her rosy lips. He had mastered his strength well, neither tiring her out nor failing to stir her boundless thoughts. The moment they touched, it felt like a small bolt of lightning had struck.
"Get off!"
Long Yue pushed him away angrily, "What have you been busy with today?"
