"I like you, really..."
Her body was tightly embraced by him. Tong Xi felt his first time holding her so tightly, and as he voluntarily offered his lips, tears of joy spilled from her eyes, filled with happiness, and she couldn't help but confess.
She wanted him to know that she truly liked him; she loved him, loved him deeply. Tonight, if he wanted her, she would only feel happiness, no regrets...
"I'll run a bath for you, soaking in cold water will help a lot."
"I like you." Those words, like a bolt from the blue, stunned Tan Qing as he gazed at her intoxicated eyes, the gentle feathers brushing against his heart, tickling and enveloping his tense body.
Yet, he was also extremely sober.
He remembered those words, remembered them with absolute clarity.
She had just spoken those words over the phone to another man: "I like you..."
Now, she was mistaking him for that person...
