He should be the man I detest the most, but somehow I can't forget his intense presence.
He is like the poison of a black cobra, slowly seeping into my blood and bones. Despite its latency, it is still poisonous, irresistible, and relentless.
"Could it really be that girls prefer bad boys? I must be crazy, having feelings for you."
She reached out, slowly tracing her fingers along his lips.
"But loving you would surely be the death of me. Luckily, my poison is not too potent. I am only slightly infatuated with you, but this is not love, I don't love you. I must fight off this infatuation to avoid ending up like those other tragic women who fell in love with you."
He is the blazing inferno from hell, capable of incinerating everything she holds dear, invoking fear, a fear that compelled her to keep her distance from him to avoid getting hurt.
Ye Lu was gradually getting tired and fell asleep beside the bed.
In the middle of the night.
