How could Chu Heng not understand her meaning?
He sighed helplessly and grabbed Ye Muyu's hand.
Ye Muyu struggled for a while, but when she saw that she could not pull it out, she stopped. Chu Heng rarely touched her, but when he really wanted to hold her hand, he would not let her get away easily.
Since that was the case, she was too lazy to pull him anymore to avoid making him sad.
"Are you doing ink because you lack silver?" Chu Heng was in a good mood. Because of her reaction, the joy in his eyes flashed and disappeared. His slightly rough hand gently rubbed the back of her hand.
Ye Muyu did not expect him to ask directly. Since he had been asked, it was not good to hide it. If she did not answer now, she would really be hiding it from him. Then, she was afraid that there would be conflicts.
