C825 It's raining hard

Lian Ruyue still felt a dull ache in her heart when she heard this.

She picked up A'Yue's hand. She remembered her hands, calluses on their fingers, thick, rough as they felt when they touched the back of her hand.

However, the back of his hand was still soft and smooth, white and soft like a piece of good jade. His fingers seemed to be made of jade