Just as Lin Hai and Gwen clasped hands with their fingers interlocked and gazed into each other's eyes, a series of poorly timed coughs shattered the romantic atmosphere between them.
Peter was the first. He held a fist to his mouth and coughed with exaggerated force. Even as he coughed, he kept glancing at Lin Hai and Gwen, unable to hide the amusement in his eyes.
Harry stood beside Peter. His movements were less exaggerated; he merely coughed twice, but the upward curve of his lips was even more obvious than Peter's. He folded his arms across his chest, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Lin Hai and Gwen.
Tony was still holding his unfinished glass of whiskey. When he saw Peter and Harry start coughing, he joined in as well. His coughing was louder than Peter's and Harry's combined, and his expression clearly said, "I want in on this too."
As for the others, whether it was Steve, Natasha, Clint, or Banner, none of them were that bored.
Thor was even less likely to do something like that. Sitting on the armchair, he watched Lin Hai and Gwen with a faint smile, his expression full of blessings.
Hearing the three men's nonstop coughing, Lin Hai did not feel embarrassed in the slightest. His relationship with Gwen had lasted for so many years. What was wrong with showing concern or holding hands? Who said people could not hold hands in public?
Gwen was not some young girl who had just started dating either. She had always been open and cheerful, and she would never blush or grow shy over a few teasing remarks from her friends.
Hearing her friends coughing, Gwen merely stopped looking at Lin Hai. However, she remained seated beside him, their hands still clasped together with