Did he want her to rub his arm again?
Shen Mingshu, with her mind set on the grand feast laid out before her, simply took off her hat and untied her cloak, tossing them aside. She grabbed his hand and took a seat right beside him.
Pei Jingheng’s eyes flashed with surprise, and his expression shifted visibly. He had only meant for her to give him a hand, but this…
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