Ah Dai took a deep breath, trying hard to calm the turbulent feelings inside him, and gathered his courage to grasp Xuan Yue's soft little hand. Xuan Yue slightly struggled, but Ah Dai held her tighter. A blush rose on her face, and she said shyly, "What, what are you doing? Let go of me."
Holding Xuan Yue's slightly cool little hand, Ah Dai felt a strong sense of satisfaction inside him, his mind cleared greatly, and he said firmly, "I won't let go, not ever in my life."
Xuan Yue's delicate body trembled, letting Ah Dai hold her hand, and said, "You, don't be like this, it's not good if others see us."
Ah Dai held Xuan Yue's hand tightly and said, "What's not good about it? You are the person I love most and my future wife; what's wrong with holding your hand?"
