C342 A Happy Night

Ye Qiu's hand was extremely fast. Not to mention that Murong Guxue couldn't dodge it, even the bodyguards that often followed beside her couldn't.

Murong Guxue cried out softly. She felt her palm heat up and her fair hand was held in Ye Qiu's hand.

Her hand was soft, smooth and cool. Holding it in her hand was like holding a good piece of jade. It was extremely comfortable