200. The Elephant in the Room

Guan Yongyi felt she was melting.

Her starry eyes tightly shut, brows furrowed and then relaxed, the cold, frosty expression disappearing bit by bit on the edges of a rosy blush.

Her spirited demeanor vanished.

Her cheeks were firmly cradled by the man, allure hidden in the gradually rising temperature.

Her heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

Their thin lips barely touched, yet it sent shivers through her body.

Unlike Zhou Sinin's tentative pecks, at this moment in the deserted Law School building, a genuine passionate kiss unfolded.

All her jealousy melted away.

She once thought that the expressions found in youth literature were deceptive.

To fall in love was like being dazed, wanting day and night to be with him, to hug, to kiss.

For someone as clearly defined as herself, how could that be possible?

Yet the day her first kiss was stolen, she found herself sleepless.

She realized that the human body held memories in its muscles.