Gu Qichen's body clearly stiffened for a moment.
Xia Yangyang had almost never taken such initiative before.
Xia Yangyang's lips were warm, fragrant, and soft, like the taste of a honey peach.
With that irresistible temptation.
Her initiative was like setting fire to a stack of hay.
It blazed up at once, burning like a wildfire.
But Gu Qichen's heart was not at ease.
Xia Yangyang seldom did this, so why now?
Because of guilt?
Because she had revisited the campus with Gu Zhaohan?
Yet Xia Yangyang could feel Gu Qichen's hesitation and resistance.
Her heart felt even less assured.
What on earth was wrong with Gu Qichen?
What on earth was happening between them?
The image that surfaced in her mind was still of Gu Qichen and Xi Zijun drinking red wine shoulder to shoulder.
What was his trouble that he couldn't tell her, but could confide in Xi Zijun?
Xia Yangyang was also treading carefully.
Even when all the misunderstandings had been cleared up before.
