Han Lingshi and Hao Ren were sitting on the dining table, next to each other. Hao Ren was holding her hand as he gazed in her eyes. He had just asked her to stay the night, and he was holding her hand as gently as if holding a delicate treasure.
Han Lingshi was anxious, yet anticipation was visible in her eyes. She tried to peek deeper into Hao Ren's soul, the young man seemed to be at the end of his wits. This proposal seemed to have taken a lots of guts.
She did not know when he became so bold, but then the images of his lips on hers flashed in her mind and a faint blush crept up her cheeks. She took a deep breath and calmed her heart before she said, "Ren, I am not ready for that step yet."