The voice had yet to fade when Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened abruptly, and an aura that had been sealed away for ages, familiar enough to make her soul tremble, instantly occupied her mouth.
The palm she had pressed against his chest ended up involuntarily gripping his lapel.
In those wide, beautiful eyes, the final shred of clear-headed resistance was finally drowned out, and with a trace of resigned desolation and secret pleasure, they slowly closed.
Ning Rongrong stood stiffly to the side, witnessing the scene before her.
Watching the usually cold and haughty Zhu Zhuqing being completely suppressed by Bai Qinchen, beneath that bizarre resonance born from past memories, an inexplicable impatience and jealousy arose uncontrollably in the depths of her heart.
She watched Bai Qinchen lightly caressing Zhu Zhuqing, watching him wildly plunder those soft lips while skillfully and effortlessly unfastening the loop buttons of the black fitting battle-dress on Zhu Zhuqing's body.
Amidst the kiss, Zhu Zhuqing's consciousness was already chaotic.
Her physique was completely dominated by those sealed memories, and the instincts taught to her by this man in countless days and nights of the past made her subconsciously, and even one could say with utter obedience, slightly raise her body, cooperating with Bai Qinchen's actions as she let the garments be stripped away one by one.
When the last thread of silver between their lips parted with lingering reluctance, Zhu Zhuqing's unfocused pupils violently refocused.
Only then did she belatedly discover that she had actually been stripped entirely bare, and that proudest scenery which least permitted prying eyes was thus exposed without the slightest reservation to Bai Qinchen's line of sight.
"Ah!" Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously crossed her arms, wrapping them futilely in front of her chest in an attempt to cover the breathtaking scenery.
Her pretty