123 Similarly Helpless

Her tenderness against him and the supremely floral blend of rose, and jasmine which perfectly fit for her fragrance like a classic love yet had a slight mysterious take on a floral signature took off him by surprise.

She felt 'Very much like her,' Lu Jianjun meditated, as her fragrance was the only thing for some moments in his consciousness when she unexpectedly engulfed him.

 It was bizarre at what time he recognized that, he had never spent his attention on her this way before tonight. But now he did because the bodily senses had themselves invaded his mental sentiments, sweetly numbing his shocked psyche of her truth or perhaps making him aware of her individuality that he had vaguely known since start yet doubted to hold his belief to be absolute truth.