There was a moment when Gu Qianqian felt she might truly have gone mad.
Because at such an absurd time, she actually had the urge not to get off him and even craved the chillness of his lips...
His lips were still exactly the same as she remembered.
Upon contact, they stirred the biggest waves in the sea of her heart, and so, in a heated moment, she impetuously wanted it to last forever.
But, but, but...
With reddened eyes, the little woman finally regained her senses, abruptly releasing his lips and, pale-faced, clumsily climbed off him using her hands and feet.
"Done, it's done..."
Though they were the simplest three words, her voice trembled as she spoke.
Bowing her head, her face flushed, Gu Qianqian turned her back in a fluster, covering her chest with her hands while she turned her face away, not daring to look at Lu Zhanbei's face again, nor daring to meet his deep, oceanic eyes.
She even made an excuse: "It's already very late, I, I should be going back first..."
