Tang Yuehua couldn't help curving her lips at the sight of him, then lightly coughed and patted the hand he had wrapped around her waist.
"Are you going to let go?"
"Huh?" Su Yu froze for a moment, not understanding.
"Let go of my waist!"
A faint blush spread across Tang Yuehua's face, and her tone held a hint of discomfort.
"Your hand is so hard. It's squeezing my waist until it hurts."
Only then did Su Yu realize that he was still tightly hugging her waist. His fingertips seemed to still feel its slender curve.
Heat rarely appeared on his face, but now it did. He hurriedly released her and took half a step back, his eyes darting away with an embarrassed, awkward look.
Seeing him like this, the smile at the corners of Tang Yuehua's lips deepened.
She propped her elbow on the nearby pearwood table, lightly tapping her cheek with her fingertip as she looked at Su Yu with interest.
Seeing that even the tips of his ears had turned red, she secretly laughed, then suddenly reached out and lightly poked his side.
"You little rascal!" Her voice carried a hint of coy reproach, with a trace of helplessness hidden in it.
"I've really fallen into your trap. I don't even know what charm you have, but with just one kiss, you stole my heart!"
Su Yu jolted when she poked him, a ticklish sensation spreading through his side. He scratched his head and smiled.
"Sis Yuehua, what charm could I have? I only have a sincere heart!"
"Stop being so slick."
Tang Yuehua withdrew her hand and picked up the teacup on the table, taking a sip to hide the smile in her eyes.
"The tea's almost cold!"
Su Yu also picked up his teacup and