As he spoke, he reached out his hand.
"Okay!"
Han Kexin shyly held Wu Wei's large hand and began to paint on the cup.
Just now, it was Wu Wei who had been holding her hand to teach her to shape the clay, but now she was holding Wu Wei's hand to help him add color.
This kind of interaction made her feel full of love.
...
The two of them stayed in the pottery experience hall for the entire afternoon, and by the time they came out, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.
Han Kexin was somewhat reluctant to leave; she really enjoyed these handicrafts too much.
Especially doing them with Wu Wei.
That ambiguous and sweet atmosphere was truly irresistible.
She was a bit sad for it to end.
"Let's go, let's go have dinner!"
As Wu Wei said this to Han Kexin, he naturally reached out and took her hand.
With the foundation laid earlier, holding hands now was only natural.
