"…Afraid that you'll mock me for imagining the impossible when I ask you of that…"

As she continued to murmur, her fingers that were left on his face slowly retracted. For some reason, when Qin Yinan could no longer feel her touch on his face, a bad feeling settled within him.

His instinct told him this was a final parting of sorts. Instantly, it felt like someone was gripping his heart tightly, which caused a painful choke to rise to his throat.

He suddenly became weirdly nervous, so nervous that he reached out in a hurry to grab her hand that was moving away.

The woman froze, and their eyes met.

Before she could take a good look at the man's expression, he suddenly yanked her down into bed. He had his hands over her head to press her face into his with his lips passionately ravaging hers.

His arms that held her tightened, slowly but surely. He squeezed her deeper into his embrace until it felt like he was going to break her back. As if possessed, the man dominated her lips and tongue crazily. He sucked whatever little breath she had out of her, not giving her the chance to escape or even gasp for air.

Only by doing this could his pained and nervous heart manage to relax little by little.

Just as the both of them were about to die from asphyxiation, he unwillingly let her go.

Her eyes were rimmed red, and around them were tears.

His eyes that looked at her dimmed. She only managed to open her bruised lips for a breath of air when he once more sought out her lips. The kiss was even crazier and more passionate than the one earlier. He held her body and turned in bed to press the woman down underneath his powerful body.

He reached out anxiously to tear away the clothes between them. He dropped them in a hurry on the floor and entered her world deeply, hurriedly, and with a certain sense of anxiety.

…

His actions reminded her of the night they shared on the nameless hill.

It was as gentle and as caring as it was then…

Cheng Qingchong's mind faltered, losing herself in between dream and reality. Her tears slowly started to fall. She stared at the ceiling, and her body that was frozen from his sudden aggression started to relax.

The temperature inside the room continued to rise. Their moans and heavy breaths overlapped with each other, creating a sensuous song of sorts.

He had forgotten the hatred and resentment inside his heart and lost himself in the wondrous world of this unbelievable woman. She ignored his disgust and cruelty, falling into the abyss with the man.

They spent every ounce of their energy to sense and appreciate the other's existence, temperature, and desire.

She could not stop herself from calling out his name.

"Yinan…"