"Give me three months."
After a passionate kiss, Lin Yifan held Xiao Cui, who was curled up in his arms.
At the final moment, he still stopped.
"Is it because I'm not good enough?"
Xiao Cui, with a face flushed red, lifted her head, not understanding.
Clearly within reach, just a step away, and the two of them would be completely together.
Yet, he actually stopped.
"It's because you're too good. Such a thing is too precious for your entire life. I don't want you to have even a slightest regret in the future. So after three months, when you've completely thought it through, we can confirm our relationship, okay?"
Radiant and alluring, Xiao Cui was the newly-crowned campus belle of the Provincial Art School.
Her slightly collagen-filled face had a natural advantage over Xu Fengxian.
It's false to say he doesn't like her, but he doesn't want his momentary lust to ruin the most precious thing in her life.
"Okay!"
The deep kiss just now had already drained most of her energy.
