C808 Mo qian xun's elegance

"Oh, no, no, no." An Yimo immediately shook her head, and her face immediately flushed red. She hurriedly placed her hand on Mo Qianxun's palm and laughed: "I'm really sorry, I was a little distracted just now, so ? I didn't hear what you said to me. "

An Yimo's hand rested on his big palm, she only felt that his warm and dry palm was tightly holding her small hand, and for no reason