Lu Junxi wrapped his arm around her waist, biting at her lips as though they were the most delicious jelly in the world, growing more and more addicted.
The kiss between the two of them spiraled out of control.
Yan Nanfei's ears buzzed, her body half-draped over his arm. She wasn't willing, yet his kiss awakened an inexplicable feeling within her. That feeling made her ashamed, made her afraid.
No one knew where the strength came from—she suddenly shoved him away. Flustered, she didn't even dare to meet his gaze. As she wiped off the traces he had left on her lips with her hand, she turned and fled into the villa.
Lu Junxi stood dazed in place, his heart pounding violently. When he kissed her just now, it seemed she had unconsciously responded.
This woman who says one thing and feels another—if she didn't feel anything for him, why would she respond to his kiss?
