Chapter 57 A Clear Conscience

Staring at her flushed cheeks and pink lips, Charlie was dazed for a while. At that instance, he had actually forgotten the reason he had come looking for her. Her lips looked exactly the same as the one locked in his memory.

In the past, she would call out his name sweetly; she would hug his neck as she stood on tiptoe to kiss him...

All of a sudden, various flashbacks occupied his mind, lighting up a fiery desire in his heart. The next second, he held her chin and kissed her fiercely.

Her lips were soft and the taste of her exploded in his mouth—it was such a wonderful feeling! After three years of suppression, any normal man would have lost their mind from pure desire. At this moment, Charlie was like a starving wolf, fiercely devouring her delicate lips.