Strong as Steel, Yet Gentle to the Touch

Bai Yaoyao wanted to scream in reflex, but a hand immediately covered her mouth gently.

When she breathed in the familiar smell, her mind immediately cleared up. She knew it was him, Duan Yanhao.

Duan Yanhao whispered in her ear, "Shh. Keep your voice down. It's me."

His breath landed softly on her neck and face, making her heart feel warm from it.

She could not react immediately.

A clear light flashed across Bai Yaoyao's eyes. She was about to say something, but Duan Yanhao was still covering her mouth with his hand, so she could not speak.

However, her opening and closing her mouth made her lips brush against his hand, leaving a warm sensation on his palm. His palm is linked to his heart, so this feeling made him feel a surge of electricity, which flowed right through the depths of his heart.

He immediately put his hand down. After turning on the light at the bedside, he said, "Why are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?"