C418 Water Fight

Moh Nanchen stood in front of Xia stealthily and gently held Xia stealthily's small hand. The conch was tightly held in their palms. Moh Nanchen's slender fingers were inserted into Xia stealthily's fingers. The two of them held each other's fingers together.

Xia Qiaoqiao felt Moh Nanchen's gentleness and the temperature between his fingers. The slightly salty sea breeze lingered between them