Tang Li lay on the sofa, her chest rising and falling ever so slightly.
Song Baiyan's gaze paused on her face, which she interpreted as cherishing, and then she heard him ask himself, "Are you really not afraid?"
"..." Tang Li nodded.
Her heart was beating faster and faster.
The moment for the unprecedented experience truly arrived, and her embarrassment had already been overwhelmed by nervousness.
Tang Li was not a girl under the age of 20 in body and mind, even so, when Song Baiyan brushed her cheek hair aside with his thumb, this small detail already stirred her emotions.
No longer willing to shrink back as before, she raised her hand to Song Baiyan's shoulders.
"Have you really thought it through?" Song Baiyan asked her again.
"Mm." The girl's cheeks were flushed: "I am ready."
