When the night was deep and quiet, Zhou Yuwen inevitably thought back to the beautiful times he had shared with Lu Lin, because that evening had indeed been a joyous one. At eighteen, he felt a sense of release, and just thinking about it made Zhou Yuwen want to go back and find Lu Lin once more.
He particularly liked the moments when he and Lu Lin were lying in bed together, kissing, while Zhou Yuwen's hand slowly made its way into her jeans.
This was something Zheng Yanyan would never let him do, but Lu Lin allowed Zhou Yuwen to do whatever he wanted.
Now thinking about it, Zhou Yuwen wanted her again.
