Deceiving Himself
Chu Beixuan would rather believe he was hallucinating than believe Catherine had kissed someone else.
He furiously rubbed his eyes and rushed forward as fast as he could, reaching the outside of the fence.
There were not many places from which he could see inside, and it had only been a fleeting glimpse.
Yet for some reason, Catherine and that man's position happened to be perfectly visible to him.
Chu Beixuan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles dug into his palms, drawing beads of blood.
He hid in the shadows like a clown.
Through the floor-to-ceiling window, he watched with his own eyes as the two figures embraced and kissed passionately.
He could even clearly see the curve of their lips touching.
Their tongues occasionally withdrew, only to meet again.
The scene was like an ice awl steeped in poison, stabbing viciously into his heart.
Chu Beixuan put on the Pain Mask right away.
The two people inside kissed ever more passionately.
Catherine leaned against Shen Wuxiao's chest, her eyes gently closed, her lashes trembling like butterfly wings.
The corners of her eyes lifted slightly, tracing a captivating curve that revealed the peace and joy in her heart.
Their breaths gradually merged.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only the rhythm of two beating hearts, harmonious and powerful.
Shen Wuxiao's lips were soft yet forceful, while Catherine was like a blooming rose, delicate and passionate.
Their lips pressed together, their gentle touches conveying each other's warmth and affection.
They remained tangled together.
When they parted, Catherine's little snake had not yet withdrawn in time.
Catherine's pretty face was crimson, her beautiful eyes brimming with affection, deep enough to make one drunk.
"Catherine, your little mouth is so sweet..."
Catherine shyly raised her hand and