"Really? Let me see."
He reached out to lift the hem of her skirt, but He Qianhui was one step ahead of him, her hands firmly pressing down on the hem, not letting him succeed.
Touching He Qianhui's hands, Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment before he suddenly gripped her wrists and lifted them.
"Why are you afraid now? You weren't like this at home just now."
"You also said that was at home. In public, can't you give me some face and not insist on checking here?"
He Qianhui didn't know where she found the courage, but she dared to talk back to Zhang Hao like this.
Nowadays, she was becoming bolder; if they were in a deserted alley, she might have let him check.
Watching the children running around, if one suddenly ran over here...
Their parents would inevitably follow close behind, and even though matters between a man and a woman are understood by everyone...
There was no need to make it common knowledge.
