Never Too Late to Love (185)

She suddenly panicked!

Jing Yang grabbed her chin, lowered his head, and seemed to have sucked all the air out of her.

In the dark night, she felt as if she was drowning, with seawater surging into her body endlessly.

Asphyxiation…

The pain slowly engulfed her along with the waves.

…

The next day, sunlight bathed the edge of the bed.

When Mu Yueyao opened her eyes, she found herself alone on the huge bed.

In a daze, she sat up and looked around. The garments strewn all over the floor, the rumpled bedclothes, and the throbbing in her temple were all reminders of the madness that had happened the night before.

"Jing…" She was about to call out his name when she heard movements in the bathroom.

Mu Yueyao was so nervous that she covered her body with the blanket. After a while, she saw Jing Yang walking out in a bathrobe.