Secret Weapon

Lou Cheng felt like he would never forget the sight before his eyes. This girl's beautiful and embarrassed look had filled not only his eyes but also his mind.

While holding her delicate hand it felt so smooth he imagined that it could accidentally slip away from his grasp, he thought that he could say something to express the happiness and excitement in his heart. However, he intentionally held back this impulse. Yan Zheke had had to muster her courage and overcome her hesitation before she finally dared to hold his hand. It would be best if he gave her some quiet time to calm down. The more he spoke and confessed to her, the more pressure she would feel because of his actions. She might even become angry out of embarrassment.

There was a good saying by an elder—the silent toad catches the fly!

"Let's head that way." Lou Cheng feigned nonchalance and pointed in a direction. His hand holding Yan Zheke's right hand had tightened though, gripping it tightly.