Qu Peining probably wasn't aware of this, or perhaps she had already gotten used to this kind of situation.
So Zhou Wang started to experiment, making some other moves.
For example, he began to gently rub Qu Peining's palm with his own.
Qu Peining's skin not only appeared fair but was also well-maintained. Most places looked flawless to the naked eye, but only then did Zhou Wang realize that Qu Peining's palm was slightly rough.
But that was normal, after all, she was a trained female warrior. The fact that it hadn't developed calluses was proof of good care.
Qu Peining seemed to notice the strangeness in her palm, and just as she turned her head, Zhou Wang naturally spoke up:
"How do you feel about your first time at a bar?"
Distracted, Qu Peining turned her head away somewhat unnaturally, no longer looking at their intertwined hands, and replied:
"It's loud..."
"What else?"
"Also, confused, I guess."
"Confused about what?"
