Yan Bai frowned, she still planned to endure it, she thought that after this while, it wouldn't hurt anymore.

However, the truth told her that she was thinking a little too much.

As time passed, Yan Bai not only did not feel better, but also felt a lot more uncomfortable.

Even, the pain of menstrual cramps has a tendency to come back faintly.

Yan Bai bit his lip.

She skimmed Mu Qi with her spare eyes, she didn't want to tell him.

However, instinctively I want to rely on him.

The two complex moods were mixed together, making Yan Bai inexplicably irritable.

Somehow, she pouted Mu Qi, and involuntarily began to look at his side face.

Looking at it, she began to look at Mu Qi's whole body.

Sensing that the person on the left hand was looking at him, Mu Qi continued to look ahead.

The 'enemy' does not move, he does not move.

Yan Bai didn't realize that she was addicted to Mu Qi.

Looking at it, Yan Bai moved his gaze down to Mu Qi's slender and powerful hand.

Maybe it's because she's too tired, or maybe it's because she really wants to rely on him.

Yan Bai actually had the idea of holding Mu Qi's hand at this time.

When she came up with this idea, reason didn't keep up with the rhythm, so she reached out and walked towards Mu Qi's hand on the side of her leg.

Just when Yan Bai was about to hold Mu Qi's hand, her reason returned violently, and she retracted her hand a second before she was about to touch Mu Qi's hand.

However, unexpectedly, at the second she withdrew her hand, Mu Qi's hand that was originally on the side of her leg quickly moved towards her hand.

Yan Bai's hand was grabbed by him.

She looked up at Mu Qi, but Mu Qi's expression was still calm, and he looked ahead.

If it weren't for the fact that his hand was really grabbed by him, Yan Bai almost thought that he was dreaming.

She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but looking at her current situation, Yan Bai swallowed her words again.

The two continued to walk with the large group.

Yan Bai also raised her head at this time, looking ahead, she didn't dare to look at Mu Qi again.

However, when his gaze left him, the sensation in his hand became clear.

Probably sensing that she didn't mean to withdraw her hand, Mu Qi's fingertips began to look for the gap between her fingers.

Yan Bai noticed his fingertips wandering in her palm, and the palm was lightly scratched by his fingertips, and the itchy feeling penetrated it.

Yan Bai's heart trembled fiercely, and her face immediately became uncomfortable.

She gritted her teeth, only to feel that Mu Qi's stroke was not her palm, but the tip of her heart.

She was a little scared and wanted to withdraw her hand, but just a second before she had this thought, Mu Qi accurately found the gap between the tips of her fingers.

He inserted his fingers between her fingers, interlocking with hers.

He imprisoned her hand so firmly that Yan Bai wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late.

She lowered her head, a flush creeping up her cheeks.

Yan Bai couldn't help but tremble.

Mu Qi noticed her movements, and his expression was as gentle as water.

He didn't speak, but took her hand and walked forward.

The little hands were interlocked, making Yan Bai Xiaolu jump wildly, and the feeling of soreness was temporarily left behind.

But after fifteen minutes passed, when the heartbeat decreased a little, the soreness added up exponentially.

Along with the soreness, there is also a feeling of weakness and a faint throbbing pain.

Yan Bai's face quickly turned white.

But she still didn't speak.