He blocked her next to the wooden pillar of the stable, his black sleeves were stained with the fragrance of chopped grass, his fingertips clasped her wrists and did not dare to exert force, he lowered his eyes to suppress the surging affection in his eyes, and his voice was wrapped in the cold wind in the north and he spoke in a low voice:
"Why are you avoiding me?"
Her back was pressed against the cool wooden railing, the tips of her ears were burning red and her breathing was trembling. She raised her eyes and looked into his deep eyes and then lowered her head hastily. Her heart was already shattered by this short distance.
Intention: Abandoning the sadomasochism and robbery that are common in ancient Chinese novels, it writes about the most thrilling "pull" in Chinese love.