The entwined fingers seemed to exert extra force, as if wanting to imprint each other's warmth and presence.
Lin Li's fingers, with well-defined knuckles, gently wrapped around another more slender, fair hand, which nested obediently, with fingertips slightly curled, silently revealing dependence and tension.
Under the dim light of the watch, even the cleanly trimmed edges of Chen Yu Ying's nails, glowing with a soft pink, could be seen clearly.
"I, uh—!"
Upon realizing what she had actually seen, Ding Sihan instinctively wanted to let out an aunt-like scream, but in the mere 0.1 second before she completely lost control, she swiftly clamped her mouth shut with her hand, forcefully stifling the sound in her throat, turning it into a muffled whimper.
Swallowing the sound, Ding Sihan then released her hand, clicking her tongue in the dark.
Lin Li's move was so fast!
