Like a child, he is unwilling to let go at all and is stubbornly possessive.
But the strength of holding her hand at this moment was very strange.
It wasn't the childish possessiveness from before, and the grip wasn't that tight, yet it was impossible to break free.
He just held it like that, kneading it gently from time to time. The strength and the place where he kneaded made Chu Ci tremble slightly with every kneading.
If you don’t realize what’s going on at this point, you’d be a fool.
Although she had known before that Zhao Jinhuai was definitely not as simple as she saw, it was now too obvious.
Chu Ci pursed her lips, thinking about the dark look in Zhao Jinhuai's eyes that she seemed to have seen before, and wanted to take her hand back.
Zhao Jinhuai let her walk back and forth, but he followed Chu Ci forward two steps, still holding Chu Ci's hand, with the corners of his lips slightly pursed, and then he slowly raised his head.
There was no expression on that delicate boy's face. He just blinked his eyes and looked at Chu Ci, like an exquisite moving doll. The originally bright amber eyes had completely darkened, and the corners of his lips seemed to be trying hard to rise.
But he only tried for a few seconds. Perhaps he really felt it was difficult. The lonely boy in his eyes gave up and completely let go of the stiff curve at the corner of his lips. Although his face was delicate, it looked a little cold and gloomy when he was not smiling.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Chu Ci.
"Who are you?"
This is definitely not the little guy who was pulling her clothes and crying to her before, okay?
He then moved closer, trying to soften his voice, but it still carried the deep, hoarseness of an adult male. "I'm Zhao Jinhuai."
Realizing that Chu Ci did not resist his approach, a glimmer of joy flashed across his eyes. He moved closer, his nose twitching slightly, as if he was sniffing the unique scent on Chu Ci.
Then he raised his eyes, placed his hands on Chu Ci's waist, and looked at Chu Ci.
At this moment, he was just like he was before when he was grabbing the corner of her clothes and refused to let go. His dim eyes were cold but clear, without any malice. From Chu Ci's perspective, there was also a hint of innocence in them.
Seeing that Chu Ci's eyes were filled with consideration and no surprise, Zhao Jinhuai's voice became a little more cheerful. "Why? Don't you like it?"
"Dual personality?" Chu Ci pursed her lips slightly, and indeed noticed the obvious difference between the two, so she spoke tentatively.
Zhao Jinhuai blinked but did not answer. There was inquiry in his eyes as he looked at the hand on Chu Ci's waist. He was only eleven or twelve years old and his hands were not big. He frowned slightly and did not pay attention to the details. His fingertips slid along Chu Ci's waist.
The fingertips kneaded gently with a tentative and probing look. It was an action that obviously shouldn't cause much feeling, but it managed to make him feel a bit erotic.
Chu Ci raised her hand and held his hand, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, "Won't you explain to me in detail what's going on?"
Zhao Jinhuai responded softly upon hearing this, and was about to speak with an expressionless face when a monster's roar was heard outside.
It seemed very close, as if it was just passing by.
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