Ji Qingwu felt all the strength drain from her body.
'Even though I didn't choose to jump into a river and drown,' she thought in a daze, 'the end result is the same.'
Being kissed breathless by this man, she now fully understood what it felt like to be on the verge of drowning.
The base of her tongue was numb. Forget testing her sense of taste—she wouldn't even be able to taste a bitter melon right now.
The man on top of her, however, was just the opposite.
His breaths grew deep and heavy, his handsome face pressing against her neck, brushing faintly against her earlobe.
His entire body was burning up, his temperature even hotter than hers had been when she was drugged with "One-Life Bliss."
Though she could guess the reason, she had never truly experienced it herself.
Ji Qingwu reached out, carefully lifting a hand to his forehead. It felt normal, ruling out the almost impossible cause of a sudden fever.
