Thinking of Zheng yuluo's soft lips and soft and fragrant body, Jing Zhi would be extremely nostalgic.
He had never touched any other girl, and he wondered if other girls were like her. Even if they didn't use any makeup or perfume, they still had a refreshing fragrance on them.
However, he did hold Xiao Ling when she was unconscious, but Xiao Ling did not give him any soft or fragrant feelings, nor did she make him feel any kind of primitive impulse.
Jing Zhi knew his desire for Zheng yuluo, but the more he wanted to, the more he couldn't get close to her.
At least, they had to take a break. After some time, when everyone had calmed down and could face the matter between him and Zheng yuluo rationally, they could continue to be together.
Jing Rui didn't come back for the whole night, and Jing Zhi didn't know what was going on with Shuyin. In the morning, Jing Xi kept asking him where Shuyin was, and he had no choice but to tell her the truth.
