Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 732 - 727: Pushing the Limits

Lu Shouyue led Lin Wanwan directly to the third-floor lounge, where the windows overlooked Moon Lake, offering a change of scenery with every step, and a beauty beyond words.

However, it was clear that Lu Shouyue had not brought her to the third-floor lounge just to admire the view.

As soon as they entered, he shut the door with a "bang," pinned Lin Wanwan against it, pressed tight against her, then blocked her lips with his, more wildly and recklessly than ever before.

Lin Wanwan was kissed into a daze, then a swoon, her heartbeat involuntarily quickening by several degrees.

Behind her was the cool redwood door, in front was the man’s scorching body, Lin Wanwan felt as if she were caught between ice and fire.

She could barely breathe, and as soon as he released her lips, he dropped a series of fiery kisses on her face and neck, his unruly hand able to unfasten her clasp even through the knit sweater.

The air grew increasingly heated, and she felt herself being kneaded sorely, this guy was becoming more and more of a rogue!

"The window, the window is open..." Although Lin Wanwan’s heartbeat was out of control, she retained a shred of rationality, stopping him as he attempted to kiss below her collar.

Lu Shouyue halted his stormy actions, calmed his breath for a moment, and released her.

"Don’t worry, outside this window is the lake; no one can see the third floor."

Lu Shouyue said in a husky voice, today he was also wearing a white shirt, which was already disheveled beyond recognition.

Lin Wanwan could barely stand, and when he moved aside, she almost slid down with weak legs.

Lu Shouyue laughed and picked her up, placing her onto the shaded sofa.

Lin Wanwan turned her back to him to straighten her clothes, not speaking for a while.

Alright, she felt as if she had delivered herself unto him to be teased, Lin Wanwan felt shy.

Lu Shouyue moved closer again, hands sneaking in, speaking in a low voice: "Let me fasten it for you."

"No need!"

Finally finished tidying up, Lin Wanwan turned her head and glared at him with a red face: "Lu Shouyue!"

Lu Shouyue embraced her, turning the tables: "Wanwan, you’re so enticing dressed like this, I can’t help myself. Tell me, you did this on purpose, didn’t you?"

"You annoying~"

The knit sweater Lin Wanwan wore under her shirt was form-fitting, and recently due to someone’s massages and nutritional excess, she felt herself maturing again, indeed appearing remarkably busty.

But, this was no justification for his increasing audacity!

This guy, skin too thick, taking advantage!

Lu Shouyue held Lin Wanwan, apologizing verbally, yet the corners of his mouth lifted, clearly with an attitude of "Sorry, I was wrong, but I’ll dare again next time."

This was the first time Lin Wanwan had actively sought him out because she missed him, the progress truly touching. If Lu Shouyue didn’t seize the opportunity for another advance, it would be a waste of the timing and setting.

He should have drawn the curtains earlier!

Lin Wanwan naturally wasn’t really angry, it was completely more shyness than annoyance.

With Lu Shouyue’s teasing, the previous inexplicable emotions within her heart dissipated without a trace, the purpose achieved.

Honestly, Lin Wanwan originally just wanted to come over, hug him, and feel his presence, yet he gave her a tempest instead.

After the affection, Lu Shouyue poured water for Lin Wanwan, the two nestled on the sofa, looking out at Moon Lake, silently drinking water.

Even doing nothing but gazing at the scenery was joyful.

After a long while, Lu Shouyue spoke: "Wanwan, what do you want for lunch?"

Lin Wanwan did not answer him.

Lu Shouyue turned his head to see the beauty leaning on his shoulder, only to find she had fallen asleep.

Today, after attending a Daoist ritual all day at the temple, and later coming for a somewhat indigestible picnic, Lin Wanwan was exhausted from body to soul, and relaxed, she inadvertently fell asleep.

Lu Shouyue chuckled, lifted her in a princess carry, Lin Wanwan still in a light sleep, instinctively clutched his neck.

Lu Shouyue carried her to the inner bedroom of the lounge, removed her shirt, paused, then deftly unclasped her fastening, slid it off her arms, and pulled it out directly.

Then he tucked her into the bedding, leaned over to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead: "Wanwan, I’m so happy you came to find me."

He didn’t know how much space he occupied in her heart now, but today it was certainly more than yesterday.

While Lin Wanwan was asleep here, over there in the Great Tang’s county government, Xiao Chong was burning the midnight oil.

He had little time to immerse himself in grief because the gift Lin Wanwan had given him was too astonishing.

Lin Wanwan had given him three books in traditional Chinese script: "Friend of Military and Civilian Dual-use Talent," "Civilian Military Training Manual," "Assistant Theory—The Art of Serving Leaders."

Xiao Chong immediately realized these were books from a thousand years in the future, imbued with millennia of wisdom. The horizontal layout made reading a bit difficult, but the additional punctuation helped him rapidly analyze sentences.

These three books, plus the abridged "Barefoot Doctor Manual" that Lin Wanwan brought to the Great Tang, were heralded as divine books capable of rapid revival post-apocalyptic event.

In "Civilian," Xiao Chong found many incomprehensible terms: gun, cannon, tank, aircraft, even with strange black-and-white pictures, still only partially understood.

"Dual-use Talent" book was also extraordinary, a virtual encyclopedia of bizarre skills, if fully mastered, one could be a true all-rounder, king among men. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Not only militarily strange knowledge and practical skills, but also breeding, seed selection, fertilization, driving and repair of odd tractors, odd house-building skills, repairing inexplicable televisions, engraving, strange photography, business management, and so on.

Yet the last book, instead, had the lowest technical content, teaching the survival rules of officialdom—a thousand years in the future.

Of course, these matters are universal across time and cultures, but Xiao Chong had the least interest in this; he had his own way of survival.

As soon as Xiao Chong got the first two books, he locked himself up in the study, allowing no disturbance.

He felt the door to the new world was slowly opening toward him.

Everything from printing to binding and the presentation of the paper all told him of the brilliance of civilization and strength a thousand years hence.

Currently in the Great Tang, it’s mostly bamboo slips and scrolls, the conventional form of modern books isn’t present.

The earliest prototype of modern books—thread-bound books, according to Cao Zhi’s "Chinese Ancient Book Edition Studies," originated in the early Southern Song, indeed not yet existing in the Great Tang.

The three books Lin Wanwan casually gifted were priceless treasures to Xiao Chong.

It wouldn’t be surprising if he became so engrossed he forgot to eat or sleep.

But to fully grasp the knowledge here, he would need to supplement with much common knowledge. It’s foreseeable that Xiao Chong won’t be reading other books for a long while.