Wei Anning felt a burning sensation at the corner of her eyes, her heart filled with a sour ache. The term 'my lady,' spoken from his lips, had a lingering, bone-penetrating flavor. But was he really calling her? Was the person he liked now also her?
And could she really depend on him for a lifetime?
She asked herself these questions but couldn't find an answer. The only person who could give her an answer never believed in her existence. Every time she thought of this, she felt suffocated and sad.
The desire to be with him grew stronger and stronger, what should she do?
After the exams, she would go to the United Kingdom. After she found her parents and proved her identity, their relationship should stop, shouldn't it?
Wei Anning's heart suddenly ached; she subconsciously wanted to hug him tightly, but as her fingers touched his smooth skin, she realized that they were both undressed and still clinging to each other so tightly—how had she not noticed?
