He grasped Jian Yixue's slender, fair arm, which was scalded and red, looking quite frightening.
That serious tone, one no one could refute.
Clearly the most touching words of love, yet naturally taken for granted.
Jian Yixue's face flushed instantly. She wanted to pull her hand away from his, but he stubbornly held her wrist, not giving her the chance to break free.
"You... let go..."
"A girlfriend's hand is meant to be held, right? Why should I let go?" Yan Yichen turned his head and asked.
Jian Yixue: "..."
Her face turned red in defeat; she really couldn't compete with him!
"Girlfriend?" The heavily made-up woman's boyfriend heard this and his expression suddenly changed.
This man was clearly someone not to be provoked!
Having figured that out, he put on a flattering smile, "A misunderstanding... It's all a misunderstanding. We don't want the compensation. Xiuxiu, stop eating, we have matters to attend to, let's go quickly!"
