"Are you cold? Why are your hands so cool?"
Lin Wu immediately looked to his side, a bit surprised, and grasped Bo Yuting's hand.
"Cool hands? I don't feel it," Bo Yuting was taken aback, and instinctively clasped her hand back, trying to warm her up, "Is it your hands that are cool? Did you sweat through your clothes while we were running away from those things, and now that they're dry, you feel cold?"
But both people's hands were of normal temperature.
Lin Wu was stunned, "Just now when you grabbed my hand, it was quite cool."
"Just now? But I didn't."
Bo Yuting was even more surprised and said with a laugh, "Little lady, if you want me to hold your hand, just say so. A boyfriend would certainly oblige."
"That's not it, I…"
Before Lin Wu could speak, Kate and her two companions ahead heard their conversation and already stopped, all turning back with concern.
