Sheng Wushuang knew clearly that if Huo Chengyi utterly despised and detested her, she would not have been able to stand here today.
As long as he had wished it, she would not even have been able to show up at his door to ring his doorbell.
He had not answered her calls but had never truly blocked her.
Occasionally he would reply to her messages, although with a cold rejection.
During the conversation, Sheng Wushuang's hands found their way around Huo Chengyi's neck. Looking up at him, her eyes were filled with emotions, swirling with tenderness.
The mature female body did not only raise the temperature of the ambiguous atmosphere but also the body heat.
"No matter if you admit it or not," said Sheng Wushuang determinedly, "once I, Sheng Wushuang, set my mind on something, I will see it through. I like you, I want to own you, possess you."
Huo Chengyi looked down at Sheng Wushuang. Instead of immediately pushing her hands away, he hesitated to make a move.
