Had she agreed?
Agreed to marry him?
Did this mean they had made it official?
Xiao Jingsheng's eyes held a smile as he nodded somewhat reservedly. "Mm."
After thinking it over,
he felt that his reaction had been a little too calm and might hurt her feelings.
He clenched his fists tightly, and in the next second, he reached out and took her small hand.
He was too nervous and had misjudged his strength.
"Ah!"
Su Qiao's hand hurt a little, and she let out a soft cry.
Xiao Jingsheng instinctively let go, his face flushing red. "S-Sorry."
"It's fine. You used too much force." Su Qiao rubbed her small hand, which had gone red in one area.
Xiao Jingsheng was furious with himself.
How could he have been so careless?
How could a girl's hand compare with the hands of a rough man like him?
Then another thought occurred to him.
Could this mean...
Had she agreed to let him hold her hand?
"Then...I-I'll be gentler."
Su Qiao didn't think much of it and wasn't coy in the slightest. "Mm."
He was both nervous and expectant.
Xiao Jingsheng quietly reached out again, hooked his little finger around hers, and finally held her hand slowly and gently.
Awoo!
So this was what her hand felt like.
So small.
So soft.
The warmth in her palm seemed to flow straight into his heart.
She was just too thin.
She needed to gain some weight.
With his face as red as a fully cooked shrimp, Xiao Jingsheng held Su Qiao's hand with an extremely "calm" expression and walked along openly.
They had already graduated from high school.
At their age, they could get engaged.
Who the hell would dare gossip?
He'd beat them up.
Though that was what he thought, for the