Long Jinjing was hugging her new teddy bear while sitting on the couch and staring at the unappealing night view outside the windows. The flowers were in a vase on the coffee table. She felt nervous and didn't know how to act tonight. Her sudden confession made it feel as if everything had changed between her and Lu Zihao.
The bathroom door opened and out came Lu Zihao with just a towel around his waist. No matter how many times she saw him almost nude, and of course, whenever she saw him completely naked, she would turn red and feel her mouth become dry while desire flooded her. This was the man she fell in love with. In her eyes, all the scars decorating almost his entire body weren't flaws at all but were part of what made him such a perfect personification of masculinity. This was what she truly thought.
