The sensation of an electric shock swept through her body in an instant. Su Qingning's fair cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and even her pale neck turned pink.
Her heart was racing. She felt as if it was about to leap out of her chest.
She quickly shook off Lin Xiao's hand. "You scoundrel, what—what do you think you're doing!" she stammered, flushed with a mixture of shame and anger.
"Eh? Wifey, you held out your hand. Wasn't that for me to hold?"
"Hmph, you're talking nonsense!" Su Qingning retorted, utterly mortified.
"Oh, I just thought your hand was cold and wanted to warm it up for you!"
Although he said that, the grin in his eyes was impossible to hide. Su Qingning was so angry she didn't want to speak anymore.
