Jiang Kechu held Chuchu's hand as they walked to the parking lot, got into the car, and headed toward the new house at Jinse Garden.
"Jiang Kechu," Chuchu felt that Jiang Kechu's hand was too hot, making her somewhat anxious.
Ever since they left the hotel, he had been holding her hand tightly, not allowing her to pull away.
Jiang Kechu kept his eyes focused on the road ahead, only giving a soft "Mm" in response, not letting go or speaking. Yet, this sound made Chuchu shiver as if electrified.
She blinked and turned her head to look at Jiang Kechu, who was driving seriously, holding the steering wheel with one hand.
Jiang Kechu's expression was serious and focused, not giving her any extra expressions; his side profile was sharp and dangerous, making people want to flee. Chuchu bit her lip, looking at his hand gripping the steering wheel, knuckles distinct and strong, veins bulging with exertion, triggering a thought in her mind.
