Su Li looked at the large hand in front of her. Her face grew hot. She wiped her sweaty palm, hesitated for a moment, then placed her hand in Wu Sheng's.
Wu Sheng's anxious eyes suddenly lit up. As he held Su Li's hand, an irrepressible smile spread across his face.
Wu Sheng's face was slightly red, but he forced himself to look calm.
"Lock up."
'AWOOOO! I asked my married colleagues before, and they all said it was incredibly difficult to get to hold their wives' hands.'
'I just got excited and stuck my hand out, thinking I'd be rejected. I can't believe Su Li actually gave me her hand.'
'HAHAHA... It must be because they aren't charming enough!'
Wu Sheng was beyond thrilled. Cackling with satisfaction internally, he carefully led Su Li outside by the hand.
After taking two steps, he heard Su Li let out a snort of laughter.
Wu Sheng stopped, confused. "What is it?"
Su Li had been incredibly shy, but now, much of that shyness had faded.
