"Why are your hands so sweaty?" Tang Mi tilted her head, gave him a glance, and reminded him. She really didn't expect him to be so innocent—holding a woman's hand and still sweating so much.
"Why so many questions? It's hot out, don't you know?" Song Qiangyuan retorted, dissatisfied.
His ears were still a bit red, but even so, he didn't let go of her hand. He held it very firmly, and her small hand was soft and very comfortable.
Tang Mi rolled her eyes. This guy's mouth really needed a filter.
Song Qiangyuan glanced at the others before saying, "I'll treat for this meal, let's go!"
Gao Yi looked at the two holding hands and added with a smile, "Okay."
Liu Xiaoxiao quieted down considerably by his side.
Gao Yi turned to look at her, his gaze inquiring: Is something wrong?
Liu Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly, indicating she was fine.
Even though she was extremely unwilling in her heart, at this moment, it didn't seem right to dampen everyone's spirits.
