Nanxi's first love started when she was seventeen, the first man who melted her heart was Li Weihuan, and he was also her first date, first hand-holding, and first kiss.
But Li Weihuan's aura was warm, cool, and gentle. Yes, gentle, he kissed her with utmost care each time.
Once, Lan Qiqi, clutching her stomach, said to her, "Nanxi, do you know? Today, that jerk Zhang Mu told me that...hahaha... he said your Li Weihuan is scared of kissing you, afraid that he would ruin you...hahaha..."
Yes, Li Weihuan could never kiss her like that, so the one kissing her now...was not Li Weihuan...
After realizing that, Nanxi began struggling in the man's arms, but helplessly, she didn't have much strength, the force on her lips was too heavy, the kiss too deep, her resistance was feeble and weak...
Nanxi dug her fingers into the man's shoulders, her gaze opened wide to meet closed, narrow eyes and long eyelashes, she couldn't see his face at all...