C133 Intuition Is Sometimes the Most Sensitive

Lin Rao looked at the handkerchief in Yao Shu's hand for a long time. In the end, he couldn't help but ask, "Shu, are you embroidering something?"

He had also seen her handkerchief before. Most of them were light colored. This navy colored handkerchief was obviously not for her to use.

Yao Shu's hand halted for a moment, and the needle held in her index finger continued to move forward