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Yan Qingyi's gaze couldn't help looking at her left hand, then at Chu Zhao. Seeing him so focused on watching the movie, her pinky purposely touched the back of his hand.

He felt her hand and did not move away. He continued to place his hand on his lap.

Seeing that he did not refuse, Yan Qingyi continued to press against him and did not move away.

This kind of warmth … Concealed