Luo Binghe throws his head back, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from making any noise. Ah, gods above—he didn't think Sagramore was that big, but he feels it now. It's hard not to tense up and ruin the attempt entirely. He is suddenly glad he didn't wait to do this with Shen Qingqiu—the intensity of his feelings would make this so much more difficult—and then just thinking of doing this with Shen Qingqiu causes Luo Binghe to tense up anyway with a helpless shiver.