Seeing this, Feng Qiwu took a deep breath and then said, "How about trying with just one finger?"
"Okay." Bai Susu looked like she was up for anything.
Then she extended her index finger and tried to touch Ling Han's palm.
Just as she was about to touch, Feng Qiwu said, "Poke the back of the hand."
She had no idea how enticing her finger brushing across the palm was!
Bai Susu had no choice but to change direction and touch the back of Ling Han's hand wordlessly.
"How was it? Do you feel anything?" Feng Qiwu grabbed her hand, took a handkerchief, and wiped the finger that touched Ling Han's hand back, while asking.
Bai Susu recalled the feeling carefully, shook her head, and said, "I don't seem to have sensed any warmth."
"Ling Xiao, you try." Feng Qiwu said again at this point.
In the next moment, a slender and strong cold white hand stretched straight in.
Bai Susu's eyes lit up instantly.
This hand looks nice, quite suitable for grabbing bedsheets.
