Just last night, he had agreed to her request, willing to grant her freedom, willing to let her try being with someone else, to experience different emotions.
But now, as he got near her, Lu Beicheng couldn't suppress the emotions deep within his heart.
He missed her so much, it almost drove him crazy.
As Lu Beicheng leaned down to kiss her, Gu Nanyan struggled a bit with her right hand that he had grabbed.
She should have pushed Lu Beicheng away, should have kept a distance, but Gu Nanyan didn't raise her hand to push him away because of Lu Beicheng's gentle kiss.
Some people are like poison.
While kissing her, Lu Beicheng put down the book she was holding.
His right hand caressed upward along her side waist, and Gu Nanyan gently grasped the bedsheet, as a surge of memories, both good and bad, flooded her mind.