In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Bi Yao said softly, her voice as quiet as the flapping of a mosquito's wings, as if a little louder would break this delicate and awkward atmosphere.

"I...I need time."

Su Han looked at Bi Yao's panic-stricken appearance, and the thoughts in his mind were instantly replaced by heartache.

He nodded slowly, his voice gentle and a little hoarse, "I understand, Biyao."

His eyes were full of affection and tolerance, without the slightest anger.

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

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

She bit her lower lip and hesitated for a long time before she mustered up the courage and said in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "I...I know this is not good for you."

"If you...if you really...can't do it, you can touch it...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 was slightly shocked.

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 Biyao's compromise, but on the other hand, he felt sorry for her being in such a difficult situation.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his movements so gentle as if he was touching an extremely precious treasure.

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

Su Han's palms were broad and warm, and 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 he was afraid of hurting her.

When his hand touched Bayao's slender arm, Bayao's breathing became rapid.

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

Su Han said softly, his voice was like a spring breeze, gently brushing through 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."

As she spoke, Bi Yao seemed to have made up her mind. She slowly stretched out her little hand and gently held Su Han's broad big hand.

Su Han was slightly startled and looked at Bi Yao in confusion, only to see that her cheeks were flushed, like the clouds in the sky dyed by the sunset. There was a hint of shyness in her eyes, but also an unprecedented firmness.

Bi Yao didn't say anything, but slowly pulled Su Han's big hand towards her.

Su Han's heart trembled suddenly, and his breathing became unconsciously rapid.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't bear to push Bi Yao away. The inner conflict made his hands tremble slightly.

"it does not matter."

Bi Yao finally mustered up the courage, her voice was gentle but revealed a power that could not be refused.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly like a frightened butterfly.

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 Biyao, looking at her beautiful lips, an irresistible impulse surged in his heart.

He leaned over slightly and gently placed a kiss on Biyao's forehead. The kiss was as gentle as the first breeze in spring, filled with endless pity.

Then, his lips slowly moved down and rested on Biyao's lips.

Bi Yao's body trembled slightly, and her hands subconsciously grasped Su Han's sleeves.

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

Time seemed to stand still.

Everything around them became blurry, and it seemed as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Su Han's big hands gently rubbed her, while kissing her more deeply. (End of this chapter)