In the garden, Ye Feng suddenly realized that he was still holding onto Xu Yaqing's hand and he quickly let go of it.
"I'm sorry, Yaqing. I didn't do it on purpose."
"It's fine."
Xu Yaqing was a little disappointed, and then she cursed him in her heart. Idiot blockhead. Serves you right for not being able to get me.
"Then can I still hold your hand in the future?"
Ye Feng suddenly leaned closer.
Looking at Ye Feng's face that was inches away from her, Xu Yaqing's face turned red in an instant. She replied softly, "Yes."
"That's great," Ye Feng said happily.
"Why are you so close? Move back."
Xu Yaqing's face turned even redder when she saw that Ye Feng did not intend to stay away.
Ye Feng smiled and held Xu Yaqing's hand to continue walking.
"Ye Feng, come shopping with me in the afternoon."
Xu Yaqing, who had been too shy to speak, suddenly invited Ye Feng to go shopping.
"Sure."
