This feeling drove him wild. God knows how difficult it was for him not to be close to Bai Yiran during this time. He didn't dare to provoke her, didn't dare to approach her, even just simple touches were handled with utmost caution.
Now, he was like floodwater breaking through a dam, unstoppable and uncontrollable.
He suddenly turned around, pinned Bai Yiran against the wall, his large hand thoughtfully placed behind her head like a cushion.
Faced with Leng Yichen's sudden approach, she still felt somewhat uneasy...
Her tightly clenched hands gradually relaxed and slowly rested on his shoulders, welcoming his affection.
This action of Bai Yiran gave Leng Yichen immense shock and encouragement.
The beautiful night, with moonlight gently illuminating the garden, the two under the porch were almost lost in themselves.
