Chapter 80: So You Are a Dengtu Bentu
Chapter 80: So You Are a Dengtu Bentu
"What's so good about holding hands?"
Jiang He looked down at the calluses on her fingertips, confused by this question. When he held her hand, his broad palm felt big, but not very strong. She felt like if she squeezed just a little harder, Xu Qing's hand might make a cracking sound.
Her hand was rough and not at all pretty—why did this guy like it?
Jiang He sneaked a glance at Xu Qing, then looked back at her own hand.
"The scoundrel's wife had messy hair, crooked ears, cracked lips, and missing teeth. She walked with a hunch and a limp, and her body was covered in sores. But the scoundrel still liked her and had five children with her…"
"What are you thinking about?" Xu Qing asked, noticing her strange expression.
"N-Nothing!"
Jiang He panicked, pressing her lips tightly together, her heart pounding faster.