Time Travel and Love

Chu Qingmeng, who stood firmly on the roof, was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of him. On the roof, one could see the general appearance of the entire Zhuxian County, with pavilions and towers lined up one after another, and the bright lights of thousands of houses reflected the prosperity of the entire city. The sky was dotted with stars, and the night was dim. At this time, the fireworks exploded, dazzling and colorful. The surprise in Chu Qingmeng's eyes was seen by Mo Liujin, whose eyes were full of her. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. This might be the most extraordinary thing he had done as a man in a feudal dynasty.

Chu Qingmeng also laughed, looked up at him, took off the handkerchief and responded to his kiss, which still fell on his lips. Then she covered her face with the handkerchief and chuckled. Then, seeing Mo Liujin's blushing face, she laughed even more happily.

The consequence of laughing happily on the roof was that Chu Qingmeng suddenly took a breath of cold wind and started coughing non-stop. She couldn't stop laughing, and she couldn't stop coughing. Soon, breathing became difficult. Mo Liujin took her down and put her on the bed after entering the house. He quickly closed the doors and windows to prevent the cold wind from blowing in, and gave her some hot tea to drink. It took a long time for Chu Qingmeng to calm down. When she looked up, she met Mo Liujin's eyes full of heartache, and her heart softened. From the time she was born until now, he was the first person whose heart and eyes were full of her. A man who would blush to his ears because of a small kiss was really cute.

Chu Qingmeng started to think about it. Since she couldn't marry him, she might as well do something ridiculous. This would also make her journey through time without any regrets!

Thinking of this, Chu Qingmeng looked up at the man who was propping up the pillow behind her, reached out and grabbed the man's collar and kissed him again, but this time she deepened the kiss, causing Mo Liujin's face to flush red again. But as she deepened the kiss, Mo Liujin actually took the initiative and began to entangle her tongue with hers. Chu Qingmeng loosened her grip on his collar and slowly wrapped her arms around his waist. Mo Liujin stiffened, and a strange feeling passed through his heart. Before he could figure out what it was, Chu Qingmeng's hands were already unbuckling his belt. Mo Liujin held Chu Qingmeng's hand tightly, preventing her from doing anything else. But the grievance in Chu Qingmeng's eyes and the blush on her face when she looked up at him made his hands tremble. The strange feeling just now had already aroused him, and now seeing Chu Qingmeng like this, his desire was even stronger. Although his whole body was flushed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Qingmeng, you can't do this. This will ruin your reputation..."

Before Mo Liujin could finish, Chu Qingmeng kissed him again. She didn't want to hear what he said, nor did she care about it. After all, she would not marry him. It was just a ridiculous night. When he found someone to marry, she would return to the modern world and live her single life.

Chu Qingmeng's kiss caused Mo Liujin's last shred of rationality to crumble, leaving only a raging fire of desire. He released Chu Qingmeng's hand and, blushing, untied his belt. Chu Qingmeng finally saw the abdominal muscles he had been longing for. He reached out and touched the firm, solid feeling. Then he reached up to his chest muscles and collarbone. Chu Qingmeng couldn't help but swallow. Mo Liujin only then truly experienced what it meant to be consumed by desire. Her hand was like a feather, brushing against whatever it touched, leaving him with an unbearable tingling sensation...

At this moment, the fireworks outside the window were still exploding brilliantly, the moonlight was faintly spreading over the red bricks and green tiles, and the breeze was blowing gently, making the willow branches sway...

At noon the next day, Chu Qingmeng woke up in a daze, feeling sore all over. She couldn't even remember when she fell asleep last night. Just as she was about to get up and put on her clothes, she saw Mo Liujin coming in with hot water. He closed the door and wet a handkerchief to clean her. This time it was Chu Qingmeng's turn, her face flushed, and she hurried to do it herself. Seeing that she looked shy, Mo Liujin didn't want to tease her, so he put the handkerchief down and let her clean herself, then turned around to prepare clothes for her. Not long after, they had finished cleaning up. Sitting in front of the dressing table, Chu Qingmeng called Chunhe in to comb her hair, while Mo Liujin went to the desk to continue his work. The makeup was almost done, and Chunhe was about to draw Chu Qingmeng's eyebrows, but a big hand took over. Mo Liujin took the eyebrow pencil, lifted Chu Qingmeng's face, and carefully drew her eyebrows. Seeing this, Chunhe smiled and left the room.

Chu Qingmeng refused. Although Mo Liujin held his chin up, he still grumbled, "Don't ruin the painting for me. I don't trust your skills. Let Chunhe do it."

Mo Liujin reluctantly put down the eyebrow pencil in his hand and asked her to turn her head to look at the bronze mirror. The distant mountains were covered with clouds, and the nearby water was like smoke. His eyebrows were well drawn. But then Chu Qingmeng became unhappy, "You draw them quite skillfully."

Listening to Chu Qingmeng's sarcastic tone, Mo Liujin could only coax her, "When I paint or write, my hand holds the pen very steadily, so drawing eyebrows is something almost all men can do."

"Hmph." Although Chu Qingmeng felt relieved after hearing the explanation, she still snorted shyly. Mo Liujin rubbed her head helplessly. It really is true that villains and women are difficult to raise.