Di Mingzhe kissed her, and she barely reacted, probably because her brain had not yet processed it.
But this was already pretty good, at least she wasn't resisting at all.
Twenty years of waiting, this kiss was bound to peak his senses and ignite his calm composure, he could no longer be as relaxed as he used to be.
No matter how powerful you are in this world, there is always someone who can break down your pretense, shatter your inner defenses, and turn you into a newborn baby, innocent, vulnerable, and scared, yet dependent on that person.
In an instant, his heart was in complete chaos, out of control, the rhythm of its beat completely disordered.
For the first time, he experienced the feeling of being weightless, as if he was suspended in the clouds.
It had been twenty-seven years since he first lost control like this.
