Aos dezoito anos, Ning Yu dormiu com um homem e teve um romance. Durou apenas oito meses, mas o fim se arrastou por oito anos. Mais tarde, sem saída, Ning Yu foi resgatada pela família Ning e forçada
Ning Yu never imagined that her first reunion with her ex-boyfriend after eight years would unfold in such a scene.
“Don’t bite.”
“Has your fiancé ever been here?”
Ning Yu was pressed against the car, her waist held firmly.
The man’s deep, familiar voice assaulted her eardrums, stirring her desires.
Her reason had long been crushed beneath his fierce intensity, her voice escaping control.
Outside the car window, the rain poured down, concealing all the heat and madness within.
…
Dawn gradually broke.
The temperature dropped slowly.
The lingering warmth and ambiguous scent filled the entire car.
Her body ached as if it had been torn apart into countless pieces and hastily pieced back together; her limbs felt foreign.
A pulsating pain throbbed at her temples, and a sudden cold wind, sharp as a blade, whipped across her face, gradually pulling her mind back to clarity.
She rubbed her temple and realized he had rolled down the window.
The man exuded a rugged, handsome aura; his suit and shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a broad expanse of chest. Under his slightly tanned skin, blue veins bulged, muscles hot and iron-like.
Most striking were the countless red marks across his chest.
Seeing the familiar yet more mature face stirred something long buried deep in Ning Yu’s heart.
Long ago, whenever this man appeared, she couldn’t control her gaze. Now was no different.
She couldn’t help but look at him, her eyes tracing from his brows and eyes down to his lips, as if admiri