Breeze Never Too Late

She, has always refused to let go of her childhood pride.
Initially, he forced her into submission in the harshest way possible, which made her despise him to the bone.
At twenty, she abandoned her husband, followed a man she thought was worthy of her, only to end up being violently mistreated.
Yet, it was he who raised her from the rain when she was at her most helpless moment.
Fate brought her back to her eighteenth year, for a do-over. She emerged from her cocoon, when hate was replaced by regret, she shed her thorny exterior, but does she still have the right to pursue happiness?
But why does he always remind her in the coldest voice, "He Zhilan, I don't want the He Family to raise an ungrateful wretch."
Or menacingly warn her, "He Zhilan, don't force me to take away your freedom!"

Stars In His Eyes

"The temperature in the camp is a little bit chilly in the morning, have you brought any long sleeves?" He Teng was hurriedly getting dressed, his back was to He Zhilan. The woman in bed, still bleary from slumber, caught the sight of He Teng dressing himself upon opening her eyes.


Since he was facing away from the bed, He Zhilan could not see He Teng's well-defined abdominal muscles. But she remembered the feel of his skin, the firm muscles that were particularly reassuring when she touched them. And of course, what set He Zhilan's heart racing the most was the curve of He Teng's buttocks extending up from his thighs.


He Teng dressed quickly, all done in just a few seconds. Receiving no response from He Zhilan, he assumed she had fallen back asleep. However, when he turned his head to look at her, he found her eyes open with a trace of regret in them.


Chapter 153: Warm Warm 5_1