Lin Junyang rubbed his thumb against the phone, his dark eyes staring at the screen, but a girl's small face appeared before him.
Lin Junyang admitted that the kiss, which didn't quite count as a kiss, felt good, especially the way that fool let him do as he pleased, adorably dumbfounded, utterly satisfying his desire to conquer.
He was always the one that fool chased after, but suddenly, he became the dominator, the feeling of turning the tables and holding the prey in his grasp was unexpectedly satisfying.
Are they considered dating?
She gave him her first kiss; should he be responsible for her?
But, does he love her?
It's been so long that he can no longer remember what loving someone feels like!
Lin Junyang, torn, typed a line on the phone, looked at it, then deleted it, typed another line, and deleted it again...
