Cough cough...
Yang Yunhai awkwardly let go of Gu Lingling's hand, "You'll figure it out yourself in the future, just take care of yourself."
"Oh."
Gu Lingling stared blankly at her own hand.
So, those calloused hands just now, were they Yang Yunhai's?
He has a cleanliness obsession!
Alright, to teach this clumsy apprentice of his without embarrassing himself, Yang Yunhai must have put in a lot of effort.
"I've remembered." Gu Lingling resolved to herself to work harder in the future to never embarrass Yang Yunhai.
Yang Yunhai outwardly appeared calm and collected, but internally he was unsettled, gripping the steering wheel tightly, unsure how he had ended up suddenly grabbing the little girl's hand.
Previously, when teaching self-defense, there had been physical contact, but it never felt as strange as this time.
As for what the feeling was, Yang Yunhai himself couldn't understand.
Forget it, forget it.
