These Men Are Poisonous

Serena lowered her eyebrows and pursed her lips as she snickered. The number of times Ya Quan took the initiative to hold her hand could be counted with five fingers.

The hand in his palm was small and soft, and the body temperature was warm.

Feeling it carefully, Ya Quan blinked several times under the lens, as if he was a little shy.

The two of them did not speak and just walked with their heads lowered. The atmosphere was a little strange.

"Where do you want to go?"

Ya Quan asked after getting into the car.

"Anything is fine. I'm not very familiar with the capital. You can go wherever you usually go."

Serena answered as she fastened her seatbelt.

Ya Quan was sweating profusely. He didn't usually go shopping.

However, thinking that Serena was not familiar with Hillford, he did not ask any more questions. He started the car and drove off.

Serena was naturally happy to have someone to accompany her shopping, and she was still the man she liked.