Chapter 910 Aunt Yi Li

• Biting her lip, Hu Tu raised a hand and swiped at the hair beside her ear. Meanwhile, her other hand clutched her chest as she lightly heaved a sigh of relief. “This is just too realistic.” After saying that, she raised her head and glanced at Ning Jian with a mild sense of guilt, but the light in this place was a tad dim, so she couldn’t see his expression clearly. “Uncle Ning Jian, can you hold my hand?” she asked softly.
• Ning Jian said nothing, yet he stretched out a hand and grasped hers.
• Hu Tu had initially thought that his hand must be soft and delicate since it was so long and slender, but unexpectedly, it was much rougher than she’d imagined, and she could even feel the presence of calluses on his palm. “Uncle Ning Jian, do you farm?” she deliberately joked.