Soon, Ye Zhantian's desire ignited, and he was no longer satisfied with such kisses, his hand reaching under her clothes, intending to tear off the last barrier on her body…
But Di Zhifeng pressed down his hand, avoiding his kiss, and said with unsteady breaths, "You are about to marry someone else, this isn't right to her."
In Ye Zhantian's slightly narrowed eyes, desire was still evident, yet upon hearing her words, that flame of desire extinguished instantly…
He got up and left without looking at her again, "You can go now."
Di Zhifeng straightened her clothes, fleeing in a panic…
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ye Zhantian sighed, raised his hand to his forehead, and in his heart cursed himself for always being emotionally influenced by her, for losing control because of her.
Di Zhifeng returned to her room, closed the door, and took a deep breath.
She couldn't deny that she had also lost herself a moment ago, almost making a grave mistake…
