Looking at the sleeping Long Jinjing in front of him, Lu Zihao forced down the confusing emotions that were causing him to act so unlike his usual character.
'This is lust, just lust,' he desperately persuaded himself.
Any other possibility was something that he couldn't afford to consider. His little Miss Prim and Proper lady deserved a happy and safe life—something that he couldn't possibly give her. He would just be wronging her if he continued desiring to be with her when he knew full well that she was in love with him.
But…he really wanted Long Jinjing.
He craved for her.
She occupied his mind during the day and his dreams at night. She was like a drug that made him addicted to her, causing him to need her on a regular basis or he would feel like going crazy.
"This is fucking nuts."
