Lu Ning looked at the place and nodded. "Yes, I remember... Hey, Yin Zhihan!"
Yin Zhihan had already carried her in his arms.
Her soft body landed in his strong arms and he carried her upstairs effortlessly. "That night, seven years ago, I had carried you upstairs in the same way."
Lu Ning punched him with her small fists. "You still have the nerve to say that? You took advantage of me!"
Yin Zhihan did not refute her. At that time, he did take advantage of her. Other than not going all the way, he took every other advantage he could of her.
Pushing the door open, Lu Ning was placed on the soft bed. Yin Zhihan stood above her and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, "You don't know how beautiful you were at that time. You kept twisting your body on my body. You even got so anxious when I ignored you that you bit me. To be honest, you were probably not conscious at that time. But when you clung to my body, you had called my name repeatedly."
