When his fingertips touched the soft flesh at her chest, Tang Yuran couldn't help but tremble gently.
She stretched out her hand and, through the T-shirt, held onto Gu Yu's large hand, her small face blushing as she said, "I... I'm a bit nervous..."
Gu Yu's movements paused for a moment, his dark, deep eyes looking at her with full tenderness. He curled his lips slightly, his voice low as he said, "So am I."
They looked at each other for a while, and finally, Tang Yuran hesitated before removing the hand that was holding his. Her gaze shifted away shyly.
"Don't be nervous..." Gu Yu lowered his head and pecked gently on her rosy lips, his voice carrying a hint of seduction as he said, "Look at me."
"Mmm." Tang Yuran murmured softly in agreement, lifting her head to look at him.
"Youran," Gu Yu said tenderly, looking into her eyes, his voice a murmur, "I love you."
