Quan Ying drove with one hand while reaching out to catch An Xiaoni with the other, pulling her hand tightly into his palm.
Xiaoni could vividly feel the blazing heat and firm strength transmitted through his large hand.
She turned her head slightly to look at him. There was no trace of anything unusual in his expression, and he remained silent, yet his grip on her hand was intensely tight, as if he were afraid she might run away.
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