Wu Yue's Love at First Sight / Lust at First Sight!

As night deepened, the entire border base shed the bustle of daytime and sank into profound stillness.

Lu Yuan slept soundly in the side hall, dreamless through the night, his body and mind both recuperating deeply.

But in stark contrast, Wu Yue, who had just returned to the main hall, was completely thrown into turmoil.

The heavy solid-wood doors of the hall closed softly, shutting out every sound of wind and every trace of light and shadow from outside.

Her limp back rested lightly against the icy door panel. Her body slowly slid downward until she came to sit on the smooth jade floor.

She raised her arms gently, her slender hands covering her burning cheeks. Her fingertips could clearly feel the scorching heat of her face.

Her originally cool and tranquil, breathtakingly beautiful face was now layered with delicate crimson, spreading from her cheeks all the way to the roots of her ears.

Her chest rose and fell faintly, her steady breathing gradually turning disordered. It was as though a little deer were crashing wildly beneath her heart, its thudding leaps especially clear in the silent hall.

Her long, straight legs drew together lightly, then tensed unconsciously and crossed slightly. A thin warmth seeped through her battle suit from her smooth skin, while the unprecedented panic and fluttering in her heart spread through her body in layer upon layer.

In the empty main hall, only her soft breaths remained.

Her eyes lowered, her long lashes trembling as Lu Yuan's image echoed uncontrollably through her mind.

The youth's tall, straight figure, his cool and profound brows and eyes, the warm sensation from when their palms had touched—scene after scene surfaced clearly, impossible to drive away.

Wu Yue's throat bobbed gently, and a murmur as soft as a mosquito's hum quietly