Yet, afflicted with this disease called love, he tornts himself as if infected by a grueso virus.
He still doesn’t give up!
She speaks so decisively, yet he can’t bear to let her go, instead, a smile tugs at his frowning eyes.
There is a sudden, explosive outburst of emotions.
"Chenxing," Gu Shaocheng’s voice is harsh and cold.
"Are we really this close? I didn’t realize there was a hook between us.
"Even if there is, if you can’t cross it, can’t I? I don’t need you to crumble, you just need to stand still, and let cross it, isn’t that okay?!"
"Why are you so stubborn?!"
"Moreover, we slept together all night. I didn’t notice any discomfort from you. On the contrary, you held so tightly, and had your way with !"
"Why are you still holding so tightly across this so-called hook?" He said, his face even turning a hint of red: "Even just now, you did that for ! Didn’t you feel uncomfortable?"
"You are indeed a woman whose actions don’t match her words!"
"Have you ever seen a woman who, in the face of danger, imdiately calls a man who is ’hooked’ a great distance away for help?"
"Have you ever seen a woman who, despite being uncomfortable, clings to the waist of a man who is ’hooked’ a great distance away, refusing to let go?"
"Have you ever seen a woman beg a man who is ’hooked’ a great distance away to stay, even when she can’t afford it?"
"And where on earth do you find such a woman who, holding a chicken wing, tempts a man who is ’hooked’ a great distance away, insists that he takes a bite, even feeds him shrimp and seafood, mouthful by mouthful?"
He questions her sentence by sentence, each word burning into him, exerting all his strength. Unexpectedly, he grabs her hand forcefully and presses it onto his chest.
The color drains from Chenxing’s face, unsure of his intentions. She tries to pull her hand away, but he is too strong, his expression intensely profound, like a slowly blossoming flower on the other side of the river of forgetfulness. Truly, a thought of paradise, a thought of hell.
The next mont, he grabs her other hand, places it onto her own chest, his voice powerfully resounding, unstoppable: "Listen for yourself, isn’t your heartbeat pounding just as fiercely?"
Chenxing’s eyes widen, looking at him incredulously.
Was he simply trying to make her feel their heartbeats?
Dum-dum——Dum-dum——
At that mont, the air falls silent, leaving only the sound of their heartbeats.
The sa frequency, the sa rhythm!
How could this be!
Her brows furrow tightly, biting her lip, her expression shockingly astonished, unable to hide it.
Yet the man before her is taking deep breaths, as if the surge of emotions from earlier had ignited all his passion.
"Chenxing, my heart pounds so fiercely because I am sick!"
"But you, a healthy woman, why does your heart beat as fiercely as mine?"
He questions her, with an intense killer instinct, slaying any gods and demons in his path: "Won’t you speak up? Then let tell you, it’s because I’ve touched your deepest secrets!"
"Because, you, you’re sick, afflicted with the sa illness as !"
He noticed her unusual actions all night, seeing that she seed to be wrestling with sothing she was resisting.
Why won’t she admit it and cruelly shatter his hopes!
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