His feverish lips trailed down from her cheek, soon landing on her collarbone to nibble delicately.
Cui Lingyao reached up to cup his face. "Alright, that's enough. What are you trying to do?"
"I want you,"
Xie Jinbai was utterly shameless, admitting it with perfect candor. "These past few days, my dreams have been filled with you."
Sometimes, they were in bed, tangled in a desperate, passionate embrace.
Other times, the dream would fixate on the day she fell into the water, and he would relive the loss of her over and over.
And then there was the sight of her walking away with Shen Tingyu, her back to him, never once looking back.
No matter what he tried, she still didn't want him.
She just didn't want him!
The helplessness he felt in his dreams was all too real. Xie Jinbai was still shaken, and a tremor entered his voice.
