“Yes, I liked it a lot when I kissed you, ” Ryan interrupted her.

Freya’s heart skipped a beat. She could not meet his gaze anymore. “ Is that so? But I think you’ll like kissing other women a lot too.”

“I don’t know about that.”

The corners of Ryan’s mouth were curved.  “Freya,  if only I was the one who got to know you first.”

Freya held her breath.

Did he mean what she was thinking? Was she just overthinking?

“You… Stop talking nonsense. It’s late. Let’s go back.”

She started the car and drove while feeling overwhelmed.

Things were getting increasingly out of hand tonight.

“Freya, when I kissed you just now, I thought it felt familiar like I’ve kissed you before,” Ryan suddenly said, “Did we kiss each other before in our past lives?”

not know how to answer that question. She spoke again when the car had driven a considerable distance, “ Is that so? I think you must be really

lot tonight. ” Ryan’s voice softened as he

secretly. The light from the streetlamps outside the window fell on his handsome face. His lips

settled on his lips for a few seconds. She lifted her hand and secretly touched

had left all

have been better if he was the one

wanted to say the

 

were not so many ‘ifs’ in the

were also no time machines. What happened

the private room of the

her phone. She was not drunk.

left. He did not say a word.

small glass. He drank the wine in it in

a lot. Stop

touch it, Forrest grabbed her wrist. He looked at her coldly. “Director Snow, mind

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