[Cold, restrained, and scheming CEO + soft, seductive, stubborn flirt + reborn + both untouched + happy ending]
[Sweet with a touch of angst + intense, tantalizing tension + second chance at love]
Once a dazzling young lady, Ji has become a criminal’s daughter, while the little vixen in Huo Linxi’s arms has become his “prisoner.”
At the Huo family’s old estate, amid the falling snow, she wears white to mourn Huo Mian and atone for her father’s sins.
“Linxi, could you hold me?” Burning with fever, she pleads with him.
The tender words they shared three years ago, the love that seemed so deep and true, had all been no more than a pipe dream.
He looked down at her contemptuously. “I think everyone in the Ji family is filthy.” Every word pierced her heart.
“Linxi, if I die, will you be able to forgive yourself?” With tears in her eyes, she stakes her life on the last bit of love he might still have for her.
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Time turns, and the crape myrtles bloom again. It is now seven years earlier.
Everything starts over, but her heart is a frozen river, three thousand miles long.
Until she meets him again...
“Linxi, no. Mr. Huo.” She speaks cautiously.
She runs, he pursues, and some unseen force draws them together once more.
“You used to be so awful, you know?” she murmurs, lying limp in his arms as he ravishes her.
“And now? Am I not awful now?” His breath is hot as he showers his little vixen with affection.
“Now? I like it.” She answers with a tender smile.
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“Huo Linxi, and you still claim you don’t have a white moonlight?”
“Hmm?” The man’s breathing is ragged, but he doesn’t stop.
“Then... how are you so good at this? You jerk!”
“I’ve only ever kissed you, silly girl,” he whispers tenderly in her ear.
