The little fellow is really scared! Maybe it's because she hasn't kissed anyone before, so pure that even kissing scares her!
He hasn't kissed anyone else either, so why isn't he afraid?
Well, there's nothing in this world that He Longze has ever been afraid of.
He tightened his grip on her waist, leaned down, and his gentle, warm voice sounded in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I won't force you, okay?"
She nestled in his arms, then raised her head after a while, blinking at him, her voice as clear and melodious as a flowing stream, "You're so good."
"In my eyes, you're the best."
"Will you always be this good to me?"
"I will, as long as you don't leave, I'll always be good to you."
Her small hands, inevitably, held his waist too. She looked up at his well-defined face, which was so handsome and firm. He mustn't know how much she loves his face, right?
She loves it so much that over the years, she's dreamed about it often.
Suddenly, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart.
