Wangshu Palace.
The study.
On the lounge chair.
Their ragged breaths gradually steadied.
Gu Xiangzhu felt a tingling numbness on her lips as a sensation she had never experienced before welled up within her.
The sensation was somewhat intoxicating.
But the faint hint of being drawn in put her on high alert.
HUFF...
She breathed a silent sigh of relief, grateful that Zhao Ci had shown some restraint.
He had clearly been aroused, but he hadn't tried to press his advantage.
The only thing that went too far was his wandering hands. They had strayed to a place they shouldn't have, but he quickly pulled them back after she slapped the back of one.
Otherwise, his kiss was inexperienced, yet earnest.
Like an innocent first love.
But...
'How did things turn out this way?'
Gu Xiangzhu's mind was a mess. She had wanted to push Zhao Ci away at first, but she had already seen the state he was in from the backlash. If she pushed him away now, the boy would be lost to her forever.
