C112 Contractive

His palms were sweating, but he did not relax at all. Wei Zi sighed slightly and held his hand tightly with her five fingers. His hand was so big that it made him feel very safe holding it.

"Gu Huaimo, look."

It was a street art that disguised as Snow White. As long as she put a coin there, she would dance for a while. It was Wei Zi's first time seeing it and curiously pulled him over