C334 Trapped by Love

After getting into the taxi, Fu Shuang and Hee Xian sat in the back.

Fu Shuang was tired from strolling. She leaned against the back of the chair and narrowed her eyes to rest.

Her right hand was hanging on the seat. Her slender fingers naturally curled up and were as smooth as jade.

Hee Xian looked at her intently. Suddenly, he could not help but reach out his hand and gently hold her hand