He kissed me deeply, releasing one of my wrists, brushing my forehead hair with his fingertips, slowly tracing down my cheek, unhurriedly testing my limits.
I closed my eyes, feeling his fingers move over every sensitive nerve of my body, until that soft area only he had touched.
I didn’t say “Don’t!” or “No!”, nor did I struggle. Past experience had proven that refusal was futile.
To make him let me go, he would have to be done playing.
I thought my passive acceptance would make him lose interest, but his enthusiasm only grew, his nimble fingers playing on my chest.
Breath sprayed behind my ear, rolling like flames, seeping into my bones.
Extras: Whose Calamity Is It
Falling in love is like experiencing a calamity.
Yu Yin knew Ye Zhengchen would not let her escape, but she was not his calamity; another woman was his destined disaster.
The three syllables “Ye Zhengchen” seemed ordinary, but when they reached Yu Yin, they stirred intense emotional waves.
During her college years, these syllables frequently appeared in her dormitory.
“I heard Ye Zhengchen has a new girlfriend again, Chen Xi from pathology…”
The wind rustled the leaves, alternating between light and heavy.
“Is it that pretty girl who loves to act coquettish?”
“Exactly her.”
Yu Yin quietly closed her book, opened her computer, and browsed webpages without commenting.
“So envious of Chen Xi…” spoke a girl infatuated with Ye Zhengchen for over two years.
“What’s there to envy? It’s just another of his romantic episodes.”
“Romantic episodes are fine, as long as you’ve once possessed…”
Boring post-meal gossip began again, with rumors discussed as if they were facts. Those unfamiliar with the situation might think Ye Zhengchen and Chen Xi had something unspeakable, while those who knew the truth were too lazy to explain.
Who asked for Ye Zhengchen’s romantic affairs to fill a book? Some said he often flirts with women in nightclubs. Others claimed he took a woman for a pregnancy ultrasound. Some even said they witnessed him taking a girl to a hotel near the school at night. Yu Yin knew these were just rumors.
With him, Ye Zhengchen became a different person, polite and taciturn. Today he wore a black shirt with two buttons undone, casually stylish, seemingly lost in thought, with a mesmerizing charm flickering between his brows.
