At first, Yi Nuo's hand hovered over the back of Jiang Qingli's.
He stared at Jiang Qingli's profile, pausing for a few seconds. When he saw no sign of resistance from her, he grew a little bolder and slowly wrapped his hand around her fingers.
It was the first time Yi Nuo had ever done something like this.
His usually steady heartbeat was now accelerating wildly.
Yi Nuo had been halfway through military academy when his parents had their accident. After arriving at the Jiang Family's home, private tutors taught him physical arts and academics. However, no one had yet taught him about the "masculine virtues" that many aristocratic families educated their sons in.
Thus, his heart wasn't racing from shame, but simply because he was touching Jiang Qingli.
