Past Tense

Past tense

Yu Qiangwei had never imagined he would make such a request.

She had never had any contact with men of the opposite sex. How could Shen Wuxiao hold her?

She hesitated, but when she saw the sincerity in Shen Wuxiao's eyes, she knew he was not joking.

Eldest Young Master Shen had always done as he pleased, never needing to ask anyone's opinion when doing things.

But this time, he had asked for hers.

Seeing hesitation flicker across her lovely face, Shen Wuxiao did not force her.

"Perhaps I was too abrupt," Shen Wuxiao said with a smile.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Yu Qiangwei spoke. "O... okay..."

It was only a hug, anyway. Consider it repayment for his help in getting her out of the marriage arrangement.

Mhm, that was all it was!

Seeing her agree, Shen Wuxiao smiled faintly.

He said nothing more.

He raised his hand, gently wrapped it around her soft waist, and tenderly drew her into his arms.

"Mm..." Yu Qiangwei's pretty face burned as her delicate body pressed against Shen Wuxiao's.

Feeling his warmth, she had nowhere to put her hands.

It did not feel right to raise them and hold him, yet it did not feel right to lower them either.

In the end, she lightly rested them on his waist.

Shen Wuxiao held her tightly, and that prideful... seemed to press...

Yu Qiangwei smelled wonderful, and her hair carried the faint fragrance of orchids as well.

Perhaps because she was too shy, she felt warm all over.

Under the sunlight, the two embraced in the garden. It was tranquil and beautiful, like a patch of paradise in the mortal world.

Shen Wuxiao's arm tightly encircled Yu Qiangwei's slender waist.

Yu Qiangwei, meanwhile, gently rested her head