Why did you suddenly become unhappy?
Do you need some comforting...
Su Ge glanced at his hand resting on the luxurious velvet blanket spread over the leather seat. She coughed awkwardly before turning her face to the window, her small hand stealthily following the velvet cloth, inching towards Chu Yihan's large hand.
Her soft hand, as if it had eyes, adeptly moved forward and soon touched his fingers, distinct from their knuckle joints, with a slight coolness between them. Su Ge blushed as she continued to reach farther up.
Suddenly, her hand felt empty. Su Ge froze and covertly glanced over, only to see Chu Yihan had withdrawn his hand without a sound, placing it on his thigh.
His handsome face still looked out the window, his breath tranquil.
Su Ge's fingers awkwardly stiffened on the blanket.
He... really does seem unhappy.
But what could be the reason?
Despite racking her brain, Su Ge could not come up with anything.
