The moonlight covered Jiang Qiran's face, as if it covering it with a of mist-like halo.
His slender fingers held Ye Linlang's face, which was hidden in the moonlight. With a faint smile on his face, he was actually extremely handsome.
However, Ye Linlang suddenly felt a little apprehensive.
Apart from joy, she was actually a little afraid.
She had been raised in the countryside since she was young. Other than the Song family's Granny, there were only birds, beasts, insects, and fish around her. She had never been like other girls who had their mothers tell them how a girl should be reserved.
However, Ye Linlang was not ignorant.
She had matured at a young age. Although she did not have any actual combat experience or practice in these matters, she more or less knew a bit.