Chapter 362: Seven Slaps in a Row! Mourning for Director Lu

No, science simply can't explain this kind of thing, how could he possibly know!

Her body was cold, her heart even colder, as if submerged in the Ten Thousand Year Cold Pool.

There was an inexplicable fear.

Her warm and soft body suddenly became ice-cold and stiff, causing Lu Hualiang's movements to abruptly halt.

Looking at the person beneath him, her skin was fairer than snow, yet now it lacked any trace of warmth.

She was very afraid and very fearful.

This realization made his heart constrict to the point of suffocation.

It pained him, but if he didn't take this step now, when would she start to like him?

With determination, Lu Hualiang continued to lower his head and hovered over her chest.

Soft sobbing sounds came from above him, and his heart felt as though a piece had been carved out.

Empty and painful.

Especially, feeling that the palm covering her eyes was moist.

Lu Hualiang suddenly let go.