"So the young master's palm is this big..."
Wu Su Su's fair palm was pressed against Jiang Lin's, and against his broad palm, the woman's hand looked small and delicate.
Jiang Lin felt that if he simply closed his hand, he could completely enclose hers.
It was almost as though, with just a little force, her dainty hand would be softly crushed in his palm.
However, compared to being lost in the softness of Su Su's little hand, Jiang Lin was currently panicking like mad.
Yuni and Qingwan's Jealousy Values had already shot up to thirty percent!
Even under this simple palm-to-palm gesture, Fang Er and Qin Er's Jealousy Values had soared to twenty percent as well! Niannian's Anger Value had risen to fifteen percent!
Wait, no. Jiang Lin could understand Yuni and Qingwan being jealous.
But why would Niannian be angry?
What was there to be angry about?
Besides, hadn't Su Su usually liked wearing light gauze palace robes? Why was she draped in such a huge Fox Fur Coat...
It was only early autumn. Winter hadn't even arrived yet.
Even if winter had arrived, so what? Could someone in the Immortal Realm still be afraid of the cold?
Most importantly, Su Su's Jealousy Value progress bar was actually only at zero point three percent right now.
What the heck...
This made no sense. Su Su might appear graceful and dignified, but she was also quite fond of being jealous.
Besides, after all those congratulatory words from the demon race earlier, how could Su Su's Jealousy Value possibly be only one percent?
Could it be that Su Su had already let him go?
Let go, my ass! The tenderness almost overflowing from her eyes hardly looked like she had let him go...
Jiang Lin even felt that Su Su