Xin Zhu never knew that a girl's hands could be so soft and warm, like a cluster of fire in the cold winter.
He dared not move his fingertips recklessly.
Suddenly, he remembered a book he had read many times, some descriptions in it seemed similar to this moment.
So, is this... liking?
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They soon arrived at the village, and Chuzheng seized the opportunity to secretly release the big white mouse.
"Squeak squeak!!"
The big white mouse scurried out and ran towards Xin Zhu.
Xin Zhu was surprised as he picked it up: "Xiao Qi, you're here."
The big white mouse seemed to have lost weight from hunger, feebly clinging to Xin Zhu's hand. Its small eyes caught sight of Chuzheng, then suddenly pointed at her excitedly: "Squeak squeak squeak!!"
Xin Zhu clearly didn't get the true intention of the big white mouse: "She looks just like me, there are other people here too, are you also very excited?"
"Squeak squeak squeak!! She's the one who imprisoned me!"
