The faint Buddha Hand Fragrance wafted into her nose, a scent she had once been enamored with. Xie Wanqing felt a bit dazed, and what met her eyes was the man's fair and slender neck.
The bite mark she had left last night was still clearly visible.
...And this was what Lu Ziyuan saw.
A heart that had been wavering suddenly firmed. She heard her own voice.
"Aren't you very clever? Then you should be able to guess what he will do, right?"
The man on top of her froze for a moment, not moving for a long time. Xie Wanqing couldn't help but raise her eyes to look, but the view before her darkened, and in the next moment, her lips were covered by a warm touch.
His kiss was very gentle, even his breath trembled with restraint. Logically, being kissed like this should have moved her, but Xie Wanqing only blinked, and her hand that was resting on his shoulder began to push back forcefully.
