Feeling the disdainful gazes around him, Lu Tianxing's mind raced, pondering a strategy to extricate himself from this awkward situation. Suddenly, a spark of inspiration flashed through his mind, and without thinking, he grabbed Xue Man's dancing hands. A sensation like holding warm jade washed over him, causing Lu Tianxing's heart to sway.
Xue Man's hands felt anything but rough; they were more like those of a young girl, exuding a gentle warmth, as if holding a warm jade, smooth and tender.
