"That day when you had a fever, after Gu Ming got you into the car, you were already delirious and kept fussing about being thirsty. You clung to me and wouldn't let go. I tried to give you some mineral water, but who knew in your daze you suddenly bit my lip and wouldn't let go, wriggling around on me as you continued to demand water."
The black onyx button on his sleeve shone with a glossy luster, faint and matching his aristocratic aura, exuding elegance with every gesture.
Rong Yan opened her mouth wide, her eyelashes trembling slightly, unable to imagine that scene.
"Impossible!"
Given his personality, if a random woman had forcibly kissed him, the fact that he didn't throw her out of the car would be good enough; why would he take her home?
And then after she woke up, he confessed and suggested giving a relationship a try.
Li Shengxiao, "Everything I said is true."
Rong Yan, "..."
Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible.
