As he spoke, Ye Qiu touched Liu Erlong's soft hand. The instant their skin met, Liu Erlong jerked as if she had been electrocuted and hurriedly tried to pull her hand back.
But with that flustered movement of hers, how could she possibly evade Ye Qiu's wolfish claw, which had been lying in wait for so long?
Smack!
"Ah—you, let go!"
Amid Liu Erlong's somewhat agitated cry of alarm.
Ye Qiu gripped Liu Erlong's jade-like hand tightly. It still felt warm and soft in his grasp, even softer and warmer than before. Even if those hands were only used to set something free, the feeling would probably be quite good.
"You beast—"
Liu Erlong struggled with all her might, just as she was about to curse at Ye Qiu. Yet a gentle voice, carrying a hint of threat, sounded by her ear...
"You don't want your parents to be at odds and your daughter caught in the middle suffering, do you?"
"!!!"
Liu Erlong froze hard, then quickly raised her head and looked at Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu's lips had only just stopped moving, while Ah Yin and the others seemed as if they had not heard what he had said at all. Without a doubt, Ye Qiu had used the technique of transmitting his voice in secret, compressing his voice into a thin thread and sending it directly into Liu Erlong's ear.
"Mother...?"
Hearing Ye Ling'er's timid voice, Liu Erlong immediately turned her gaze to her daughter. Seeing her innocent, bewildered expression, Liu Erlong finally gave up struggling. Enduring the discomfort in both body and mind, she lowered her eyes.
Out of the corner of her eye, she inevitably caught sight of Ye Qiu's hand, which was gripping her jade-like hand tightly.
He held it very tightly, so tightly