He Lixue felt as if she was turning into a puddle in Lu Nanfeng's arms. Her body was soft, and her heart was beating so fast that it was threatening to break out from her chest.
Lu Nanfeng did not close his eyes, he looked at He Lixue as she collapsed in his arms, and his eyes were sparkling like a starry sky. It was impossible to look into them and not get lost, and He Lixue was the same.
Her eyes turned misty, her breath was stolen away from her, and she felt dizzy. When she could no longer handle it any longer, Lu Nanfeng finally released her lips, but he still held her waist tightly, hugging her into his embrace.
He Lixue was gasping for air, her eyes were glossed over, her red lips swollen, and her legs felt wobbly, all she could do was lean against Lu Nanfeng's chest.
"Rogue," she said, but her voice was soft and alluring, it was languid, and He Lixue wanted to bite off her tongue when she heard her tone of voice.
