Gu Nanqiao saw that he had no intention of withdrawing his hand, which made her a bit anxious.
Was he really not afraid of the pain?
If he really didn't withdraw, and the car window closed completely, his hand bones could very well be crushed.
Her heartbeat quickened, and just as his hand was about to be squeezed by the glass, she was about to release her grip when he withdrew his hand a second before she did.
It truly was just a second away.
The gap was closing fast, and if he didn't move his hand away, she would have to stop, after all, she couldn't really go through with crushing his hand.
After Si Ling withdrew his hand, the look he gave her turned even colder.
Gu Nanqiao didn't care about his gaze, and she breathed a sigh of relief knowing he wasn't hurt.
Their eyes met through the glass. His gaze was cold but mixed with a subtle tenderness that was not easy to detect, as if he were looking at the woman he loved.
