C728 He Has a Clingy Constitution

Deep in the night sky, below him was the noisy night market, but it was very quiet around him. Qiao Nianzhi's voice echoed in his ears, and Mu Yixuan could even hear the rapid heartbeat in his chest.

Her hand slowly pulled away from his palm, and he finally reacted. He grabbed it back and held it tightly.

"If you're afraid that you won't be able to hold my hand