For Feng Xun, this was the first time in his life that he had such an intimate encounter with someone of the opposite sex.
The fear of death was replaced by an indescribable sweetness.
In this moment of lips and teeth intermingling, in each other hearts, there was only the special feeling for one another.
Ye Lingyue's movement stiffened; she realized that Feng Xun's heartbeat had resumed. Moreover, it was abnormally fast. Glancing at Feng Xun's face, it was unusually red.
Then, she noticed his eyelashes, longer than a woman's, suspiciously trembling.
"Feng Xun, are you awake?" Ye Lingyue was overjoyed.
So this heart resuscitation technique really worked.
She had been solely focused on saving him, completely disregarding the difference between men and women.
Deep in Feng Xun's heart, there was an indescribable feeling of loss. When he opened his eyes, Ye Lingyue's delicate face was just inches away from him.
