Little Hands

Ye Jian struggled a little when her hand was held. She didn't manage to shake him off so she let him be. The two of them were very close and only had their little fingers hooked around each other. It was hard to see… anything out of the ordinary.

Forget it. They hadn't seen each other for more than 50 days. She couldn't help but want to hold hands too.

She secretly curled her pinky as she listened to him chatting with Li Jinnian seriously. His side profile was so handsome that it was almost perfect like jade. When he spoke seriously, the corners of his lips would purse slightly and his eyebrows would become colder.

When he smiled, the coldness disappeared. It was like a branch that was covered by the spring breeze. It was so soft that she couldn't help but want to raise her head to touch his eyebrows and feel the warmth of the spring breeze in her heart.