Song Yuxin had already reached a point of recklessness, her mind understood the situation, but her body uncontrollably yearned to be close to a man's body, seeking comfort.
Actually, if she wanted to control herself, she wouldn't have been so indulgent as she was now.
But every time she thought of her future, her political marriage, her heart filled with pain and rebellion.
Plus, she had always had a certain fondness for Chen Hao.
The previous two encounters undeniably made Chen Hao a mysterious man in the eyes of Song Yuxin.
Often when a woman takes an interest in a man, it's the beginning of falling in love with him.
Although it wasn't as exaggerated between the two of them, it was pretty much the same.
At least Song Yuxin felt that Chen Hao was the most pleasing to the eye among all the men she knew, compared to Liang Ba, one was heaven and the other was earth.
Chen Hao was heaven, Liang Ba was earth.
That was Song Yuxin's internal evaluation of the two men.
