C40 Meet(1)

As if waking up from a fog, Hee Hanyu's eyes flashed with a hint of haziness. He looked at his hand with all his strength, white and powerful, with distinct joints, with ten open fingers, long and slender, white fingernails neat and neat. Through the window, it seemed like he could see a light powder on the fingernails anyways.

These hands were used to create a harbor for her to live in