Chapter 498: Last Night's Memories

This moment seemed to stretch infinitely, each second lingering like a year.

Finally, He Xing's nose brushed against Xia Ning's, and she didn't need to imagine any further. Next, she was sure to kiss He Xing, just as she'd dreamed countless times before.

A blush spread across Xia Ning's cheeks, her breathing becoming more rapid, heavy and coarse, though it was unclear whether the sounds came from her or He Xing.

One of He Xing's hands moved from Xia Ning's waist to the nape of her neck, his long fingers clear and distinct in their joints, slender yet strong.

Complying, Xia Ning slightly arched back, pressing closer into the palm of He Xing's hand; at such a moment, she found herself comparing He Xing's palm to Yang Kaitai's—they were nothing alike.