Chicken Drumstick Tree

He stroked her hair after they reconciled at the airport. He did not say those words unconsciously. He regretted it as he was scared she would reject him outright, but she had accepted.

She had succeeded.

She had let her hair grow back because of what he had said.

"You are a good girl!"

Lu Xingzhi chuckled and leaned in to peck her on the cheek.

He simply intended to kiss her once; he could not do anything to her. Even if she did not say anything, one look was enough to make him fall head over heels in love with her.

He wanted more toward the end of the kiss.

He yearned to caress her body, to kiss every inch of her, to possess her greedily.

When love was powerful, the world appeared to be a massive vortex that spun nonstop. She fell into it bit by bit until all that remained in her ears were his heavy breathing and the tiny moans she could still hear.