Su Junxin had lost control over everything that would happen afterwards.
All she could remember was the excessively hot temperature enveloping her, a strong whiff of whiskey mixed with the scent of mint pouring into her lungs, her breath stifled by a deep kiss, dizziness and suffocation ultimately transforming into pleasure.
Qin You was always exceptionally gentle, taking into account her feelings in every action. But this time, perhaps it was due to drunkenness or numbed nerves, he lost all reason and became a beast, unreservedly claiming her.
Su Junxin faintly slipped in and out of consciousness, her vision blurred throughout, however, her senses were as sensitive as a delicate flower freshly bloomed, being forced to withstand the irrigation of a heavy rain, every single petal trembling non-stop.
When she woke up again, she only felt an unprecedented fatigue, it seemed as though her entire body was still weak.
