Fang Xiaonuan grabbed the big palm on her right arm. She held her husband's hand and then suddenly pulled her hand out. Ji Lingchen's hand quickly tightened and then loosened.
Fang Xiaonuan looked at him. "Every time you hold my hand, when you let go, you'll subconsciously grasp tight before releasing me. Why do you think that is?"
Ji Lingchen opened his hands and looked at them. A long time ago, he had not held on tight enough to someone and lost that person.
It turned out that, now, when he held someone's hand, he would subconsciously tighten his grip.
Ji Lingchen's Adam's apple bobbed. He asked his little wife beside him, "Did you find out anything else?"
Fang Xiaonuan was a curious person. She mustered up her courage and asked her husband, "Hubby, why do you have this habit?"
