Exactly, they're a couple, what's wrong with holding hands?
In the future, she'll marry him.
Sophie Wilson, hold on, don't back down!
Sophie Wilson cheered herself on in her heart, determined not to let go, determined to hold on.
Charles Seymour's puzzled gaze moved from Sophie Wilson's face to her hand holding his, then back to her face.
Sophie Wilson lifted her head proudly and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Yes." Charles Seymour said coldly.
"Huh?" Sophie Wilson was dumbfounded, what could be wrong with holding hands?
Is there a set pattern for holding hands when dating?
Before she could react, her fingers were separated, and long, strong fingers intertwined with hers.
"This is how it should be." Charles Seymour calmly instructed Sophie Wilson.
Facing such a handsome face and those bright, starry eyes… Sophie Wilson's face, neck, and ears suddenly turned completely red.
The scorching heat almost burned Sophie Wilson up.
This, this, this... this guy...
