Qie Xieling didn't know what Lee Ya wanted and he would much rather she didn't come to disturb them but as easily distracted as he was he was drawn into a chat by her.
"Are you reading palms?" she asked and Qie Xieling let go of Luo Muchen's hand before curiously touching hers. Could it be as soft as the class president's?
Qie Xieling was in for a disappointment. Her hands were soft but not as soft and warm as Luo Muchen's. He traced her lifeline and like a snake oil salesman he said, "Your lifeline is short and broken but doesn't worry it means you will be a very independent woman in the future."
When Qie Xieling touched her hand she felt ticklish and with a bashful look on her face, she pursed her lips.
"What about my love line?" she asked and Qie Xieling who had no idea what the fuck that was just made up some nonsense.
"Tsk tsk, it's so short. You will have multiple lovers," he said and Lee Ya pouted her lips while gently slapping his shoulder.
