Chapter 49: I’m Sorry, I Didn’t Know the Severity
Bai Xiangxiu was even more nervous than he was. Her palms were sweating as she breathed rapidly and heavily, her face burning so hot that one could practically boil water with it. But since hiding was out of the question, the only thing she could do was tightly shut her eyes. No matter what he did, there would be nothing to be afraid about if she didn’t open her eyes.
She felt something drop down on her face. Was that a drop of water? She didn’t think too much and stretched out her hand to wipe it off, only to realize that it was hot. The male lead couldn’t be crying, could he? What kind of man would cry at a time like this? It must be his sweat—wait, it looks like I’m not the only one who’s nervous! This made her feel a little more relaxed, until she remembered the scene of passion between the male lead and Miss Lin from the novel. She could only assume that she was in for a tragic night.
To be honest, by modern standards, it would be fairly normal for a barely twenty year old guy to have never even held a girl’s hand. They would be in college, and most likely never had a girlfriend before.
However, men in ancient times matured much earlier and married quite early as well. People Long Heng’s age were already considered “old”, yet he still acted quite adolescent. It looked like everything the novel had said was true; he really didn’t know much about relationships between the sexes. No, even worse than that—it was more like he didn’t even have the faintest clue.
Bai Xiangxiu was now even more scared. Although it was good that the male lead was pure, she was about to die from the pain of being pinched and prodded every which way, so much that she could almost cry.
Long Heng could tell she was in pain, and did his best to make his movements gentle. But given the circumstances, her stunning face and body were mounting an overwhelming assault on his last bit of self control. When all was said and done, he was still a man. When it came to times like these, a man’s self-control was practically nil.
Suddenly, without knowing exactly what happened, a feeling of warmth spread over his fingers. It was a familiar sensation, something he had experienced countless times on the field of battle. He lifted his hand without thinking to take a look at what it was, and the horror of what he saw was like a bucket of icy water splashing down from the sky, soaking him to the bone and chilling his heart to its core.
Blood…
He had hurt her!