Lu Jianshen led Nan Xi to the door of the room and then turned around, saying, "Close your eyes and give me your hand."
"Is it that mysterious?"
After saying this, Nan Xi stretched out her hand and gently placed it in Lu Jianshen's palm.
Her hand was small and soft, pale and tender, and it looked strikingly distinct within Lu Jianshen's large, broad hand.
It emphasized her softness and delicacy even more.
Lu Jianshen grasped her hand, his large palm almost completely enveloping her small one.
"Are you ready?"
Asked this way by him, Nan Xi suddenly felt a bit nervous, but at the same time, a little anticipation arose.
"Yes, I'm ready," Nan Xi nodded.
"Then keep your eyes closed."
"Okay."
Having said that, Nan Xi gently closed her eyes.
Her long eyelashes fluttered like tiny fans, utterly adorable.
With one hand holding hers and the other pushing the door open, Lu Jianshen entered the room.