Yin Bin was silent, silent for a long time.
The two remained in the same pose; it wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but rather he felt frozen, unable to move away.
For a fleeting second, he thought she wasn't so difficult to approach, but now she seemed so far, so very far away.
His eyes shifted slightly, and he forced a smile as usual, gazing at her beauty that seemed to radiate quietly in the night.
I'm sorry, Yao Beidi.
He lowered his head, inching closer to her lips.
He had been suppressing his feelings, not wanting to force her, not wanting to make her sad.
Yet at this moment, he found himself losing control.
He thought, he needed comfort.
His heart felt so empty, so very empty...
"Mm," Yao Beidi let out a soft murmur.
But Yin Bin's lips never touched Yao Beidi's.
A pair of large hands suddenly appeared between them, covering Yao Beidi's lips.
Yin Bin's eyes lifted, and his body stood straighter.
Xiao Ye.
Not only Yin Bin, but Yao Beidi also seemed startled.
