For so long, Ling Chuxia had almost never shown such a demeanor in front of him. The former intimacy, she only ever endured it with suppression—when had such a gentle and agreeable expression ever appeared?
At that moment, desire completely took over him, igniting his consciousness, causing him not to want to think of anything else, but to hold Ling Chuxia tightly, to kiss her passionately, to entangle with her desperately.
Yet, even though he had been somewhat puzzled just before, he now quickly understood why Ling Chuxia had suddenly dressed like that, why she had suddenly become so compliant.
After all, she still had that so-called mission in her mind. He hadn't touched her all this time, so she was becoming anxious again.
Sometimes, Shi Che really wished he couldn't see or understand anything, living in confusion and being able to be happy. However, he understood everything, knew everything, yet still couldn't resist Ling Chuxia. That was the true tragedy.
