The girl turned her head away with feigned nonchalance, her tone cold, but her fingers guiltily twirled a lock of hair.
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
That was Selina's answer. She felt she ought to maintain her persona, especially in front of a scumbag who had yet to make their relationship official and apparently had no intention of taking responsibility.
But she couldn't deceive her own heart.
When the bomb on the bus, which could explode at any moment, had left her distraught, Qin Wei had burst aboard alone. Just the sight of his back had been enough to leave her struggling to breathe.
If everything she had experienced with Qin Wei before hadn't helped her understand her feelings, then what about a masked hero who descended from the sky?
She could almost smell the scent of hormones filling the air. That wondrous scent came from Qin Wei's bare, muscular upper body and was inseparable from his resolute face, covered in blood and dust. The girl could barely control herself. She wanted to press herself against that body, wrap her hands around his neck, and finally capture that scent with her lips, feeling the burning heat of Will's body.
But just as her heartbeat grew faster and faster, until she was about to lose all reason, the sickly face of her mother after taking drugs surfaced in her mind.
"Your father saved me at gunpoint. He reached out and pulled me up out of a pool of blood, asking in his deep voice, 'Beautiful lady, are you all right?'"
Whenever her mother, Maliya, felt pain and despair, she sought solace in drugs. Selina could never forget those dilated pupils, the drool running from the corners of her mouth, or that story, repeated who knew how many times, of