Tonight, Xie Xuan was wearing a black shirt and jeans. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his lean and muscular forearms.
Lu Haiqiao greeted him. "Good evening. We'll go…"
Before he could finish, Xie Xuan suddenly sighed and said in a deep voice, "Give me your hand."
Lu Haiqiao was momentarily stunned.
What… was he trying to do?
Although she was dumbfounded, she still handed him her left hand.
Her palm was facing up.
However, Xie Xuan added, "Both hands."
Hearing that, she obediently stuck out her right hand as well.
She looked like a kid who had been caught red-handed by her parents.
Xie Xuan lowered his gaze and studied her palm.
The girl had fine skin, clear palm lines, and ten long, slender fingers.
After watching for about half a minute, Xie Xuan said, "Turn it over."
Turn… turn it over?
Was he frying a fish or something?
