Hearing Brother's utterly undisguised hint,
Liu Mengxi's fair, pretty face instantly flushed crimson, a breathtaking blush spreading all the way to her delicate ears.
As Little Wife, whom Jiang Che had thoroughly savored inside and out long ago, how could she fail to understand the implication behind his words?
Feeling the scorching warmth radiating from the man's solid chest, the young girl's heartbeat could not help but skip a beat.
An indescribable longing and shyness quietly spread through her heart.
This was her first time vacationing in the Northern Song era with Brother.
In this antique Bianliang mansion, in this quiet, deserted late night...
Doing that sort of thing with the Brother she loved most...
It would probably have a different sort of flavor, wouldn't it?
Just imagining what was about to happen made Liu Mengxi feel an inexplicable thrill!
A hint of anticipation even surged uncontrollably from the depths of her heart, enough to make even her feel ashamed!
Stirred by this novel environment, the young girl's body had already gone limp.
She obediently stretched out her slender arms and tightly wrapped them around Jiang Che's neck.
Her burning little face buried itself deep in the man's broad chest, and she did not dare raise her head to look at him again.
All she left was a soft, coquettish murmur as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet brimming with endless charm.
"Mm... Xixi will listen to Brother~"
Meanwhile, at Li Manor next door.
The night was deep. A cold wind swept through the bare willow branches, producing a faint rustling sound.
More than half of Li Qingzhao's weight rested on the shoulder of Xiao Lian, her personal maid.
With unsteady steps, she staggered along the bluestone path within the manor under Xiao Lian's support, feeling her way back