Han Zhi supported Su Zhen as they walked toward the side room. The cool jade bracelet on her wrist brushed against his sleeve, but it was nothing compared to the warmth of their interlocked palms. When they reached the carved wooden door, Su Zhen suddenly stopped, gazing at the crooked clasp on the front of his robe—which had snagged on the stone lantern just moments ago and tied itself in a knot.
"You really are my nemesis!"
She chuckled softly, her nimble fingertips untying the knot while the tassels of her wooden hairpin brushed the back of his hand. "Tomorrow, I'll have Yueping cut a new jade belt for you so you stop tripping over doorframes."
Chapter 347