Her kiss caught Lu Changfeng off guard. He retreated half a step, his back hitting the doorframe.
Li Lingyue pressed forward relentlessly, both arms wrapped around his waist, pinning him firmly in place. Her kisses were deep and urgent, as though she meant to pour every frustration of the past few days into this one kiss.
Only after a long while did Lu Changfeng manage to turn his head aside and catch his breath. "It's broad daylight, and this is Chenghui Hall-the Government Affairs Hall. Even daylight debauchery shouldn't be done like this. Aren't you afraid your reputation will get even worse?"
Li Lingyue gazed deep into his eyes, her stare burning and intent. She enunciated every word. "As long as you're by my side, they can all go to hell!"
With that, she kissed him again, fiercely.
Lu Changfeng sighed inwardly.
Judging by her behavior, those memorials must have tormented her badly these past few days. With her temperament, holding out until now was already her limit. Now that he was back, she was merely finding an excuse to vent.
So be it.
He no longer pushed her away. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her waist, drew her closer, and reached behind him to shut the hall doors.
Two hours later.
The hall had fallen quiet.
The afternoon sun had already slanted westward, spilling through the window lattice and casting dappled patches of light and shadow across the floor.
The memorials on the desk had been pushed aside. Several lay scattered on the floor, piled together with the one that had impeached her earlier.
Li Lingyue reclined contentedly on the cushioned couch, refreshed and radiant. The gloom of the past several days had been swept clean away, leaving her like a crabapple blossom washed by rain, so