C675 Touching

Yang Chuchu's sweet and warm words instantly cured the sense of loss in Luo Jinyu's heart.

He reached out and gently held her soft little hand on the table. The temperature of his palm made Yang Chuchu's pink face turn red. She lowered her head bashfully. Her beautiful eyes flashed. "What are you doing? Other people are watching."

"Chuchu, I love you!" Luo Jinyu was in love with her