C231 Misunderstanding

She felt herself go limp and buried her face in Yu Beigu's shoulder, nearly letting out a soft moan.

She couldn't pinpoint when it began, but she realized she had grown fond of this young man who always seemed so composed.

Her eighteenth birthday was just a month away, the prime of her youth.

In that moment, she was like a flower bud on the verge of blooming, her youthfulness radiating.

Yet