After a whole day's worth of training, Su Yue was tired. It took a toll on her so she didn't react.
Ming Ansheng didn't want to wake her either. He just wanted to say her name.
Her face had become tanned from exposure to the sun the whole day. Inch by inch, Ming Ansheng moved closer to Su Yue's face.
Even closer.
Finally, his lips met her face. It was as smooth as he imagined, and it felt a million times better than he thought it would be.
His deep breaths landed on Su Yue's face and she frowned.
Ming Ansheng hurriedly retreated and stood up.
His heart palpitated like never before. It threatened to pop out of his ribcage.
He entered the kitchen anxiously and leaned on the kitchen counter. He touched his lips and relived the sweetness of that moment.
He felt like he was under a spell he couldn't break out of. He couldn't control his strong desires for Su Yue much longer.
What should he do? What should he do?
