Chu baiqing didn't say anything. He followed behind Gu Jue quietly and let him hold his hand.
He moved slightly, and his fingers were interlocked. This was something he had always wanted to do.
He had wanted to do this for a long time, and his wish had finally come true today.
They were in a foreign country and did not know them. They would not need someone to come over and call them "Lord Jue" respectfully.
No one would call him 'young master Chu' or 'Dean Chu'. ..
Gu Jue felt the heat on his palm. It was coming from Chu baiqing's palm. His hands were always cold.
In the past, Chu baiqing would always ask him, " why are your hands so cold? "
He would jokingly say, " no one's hurting!
Chu baiqing would smile and take his hand, flicking it twice, " does it hurt? "
Now that she thought about it, that was a good time. That feeling was really good.
And right now, he felt great. No, he felt great.
