A very tight grip

Shui Xuan 'er's heart was beating uncontrollably, and it was beating very fast.

Shangguan Shaoheng held her hand very tightly, and she could not break free for a while.

There was a warm feeling in his palm that spread to her palm and seemed to spread to the tip of her heart.

This feeling was very strange, but it made her heart palpitate.

Shui Xuan 'er wanted to pull her hand away, but Shangguan Shaoheng's grip was very tight.

She clearly felt that he didn't use much strength, but her hand was held very tightly.

It was as if Shangguan Shaoheng was holding her hand tightly.

"You ... You ..."

Even if Shui Xuan 'er had a lot to say, she couldn't say a single word at that moment. Her heart was beating very fast, and it was as if she had really been bewitched by Shangguan Shaoheng.

"Xuan 'er ..."

It was just two words, but with an ethereal tone, hoarse and low, like a distant zither, it plucked at people's heartstrings.