324: You can touch

Bi Yao said softly, her voice as low as the buzzing of a mosquito's wings, as if raising it even slightly would break the delicate and awkward atmosphere.

"I... I need time."

Su Han looked at Bi Yao's flustered appearance, and the thought in his heart was instantly replaced by heartache.

He nodded slowly, his voice gentle and slightly hoarse, "I understand, Bi Yao."

His eyes were full of deep affection and tolerance, without the slightest hint of displeasure.

Bi Yao slightly raised her head and secretly glanced at Su Han. Seeing his gentle expression, the unease in her heart lessened slightly.

But she still didn't dare to look directly into Su Han's eyes, her cheeks still burning.

She bit her lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and then mustered up the courage, her voice so low it was almost inaudible, "I... I know this isn't good for you."

"If you... if you really... can't, you can touch... but you can't go any further."

After saying this, she buried her head even lower, as if she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

When Su Han heard this, his heart trembled slightly.

He looked at Bi Yao's extremely shy appearance, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

On the one hand, he was happy about Bi Yao's compromise, and on the other hand, he felt sorry for her being so troubled.

He slowly extended his hand, his movements as gentle as touching an incredibly precious treasure.

His hand gently fell on Bi Yao's shoulder, and Bi Yao's body trembled slightly.

Su Han's palm was broad and warm. Through his fingertips, Bi Yao could feel his restrained emotions.

Su Han's hand slowly slid down Bi Yao's shoulder, his movements slow and cautious, as if afraid of hurting her.

When his hand touched Bi Yao's slender arm, Bi Yao's breathing quickened.

"Bi Yao, you really don't have to force yourself."

Su Han said softly, his voice like a spring breeze, gently caressing Bi Yao's heart.

Bi Yao shook her head slightly, "I... I want to do something for you, but... I'm really not ready to go any further."

Saying this, Bi Yao seemed to have made some kind of decision. She slowly extended her small hand and gently held Su Han's broad hand.

Su Han was slightly startled and looked at Bi Yao doubtfully. He saw her cheeks were flushed, like clouds dyed by the evening glow in the sky, with a hint of shyness in her eyes, but also an unprecedented firmness.

Bi Yao didn't speak, but slowly pulled Su Han's large hand towards herself.

Su Han's heart trembled violently, and his breathing involuntarily quickened.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but he was also reluctant to push Bi Yao away. The conflict in his heart made his hand tremble slightly.

"It's okay."

Bi Yao finally mustered up the courage, her voice gentle but carrying an irresistible force.

Her eyes closed slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like startled butterflies.

Su Han looked at the brave and shy girl in front of him, and the love in his heart surged like a tide.

He slowly approached Bi Yao, looking at her delicate and alluring lips, and an irresistible impulse surged in his heart.

He bent down slightly and gently kissed Bi Yao's forehead. The kiss was as gentle as the first breeze in spring, carrying endless pity.

Then, his lips slowly moved downwards and stopped on Bi Yao's lips.

Bi Yao's body trembled slightly, and her hands instinctively gripped Su Han's sleeves.

Su Han's kiss was gentle and cautious, as if kissing the most precious treasure in the world.

Time seemed to stand still.

Everything around them became blurred. The whole world seemed to be left with only them.

Su Han gently rubbed her, and at the same time, the kiss deepened. (End of this chapter)