Volume 1, Chapter 26: Gripping the Waist, Grasping the Throat

"I’ve taken biology classes, I saw it, you were... just like that at the time. You can’t fool me."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly; a shimmer of bright, dashing moonlight seemed to dance at the corners of his eyes and brows—ethereal, like a magnificent dream. Yet, those pupils remained utterly dark. The lips that had been silent for so long pressed into a thin line, and his expression turned as cold and biting as a gale blowing in from Siberia.

"Why are you afraid to admit it?" the girl pressed.

"Then did your biology class ever tell you that I am a normal man? Let alone you, it would be the same for anyone who stripped and lay down next to me." He answered as she wished, crisp and clean.

What did he mean by "it would be the same for anyone"? Shu Wan’s pupils steadied, her palms clenched tight, and she was furious.

At that moment, footsteps suddenly echoed at the door.

"Huaijin? Are you still awake?" It was Mrs. Meng; she was knocking on the door across the hall.

Silence hung in the air for two seconds. The next instant, Meng Huaijin felt a weight pull down on his neck, and a softness pressed against his lips. The scent of a young girl