Su Zifeng didn't know. He picked up another lychee branch that had just been peeled and wanted to put it in Xi'er's little hand, but was it someone?
For Xi'er, it was cool. Subconsciously, Xi'er grabbed Zifeng's big hand with her small hand, and even touched Zifeng's big hand in broad daylight, with a face full of tiptoe.
Everyone was somewhat at a loss about this sudden change.
But... it shouldn't be like this.
There was a distinction between a man and a woman. Even a couple could only do this in their boudoirs. The palace maids and eunuchs in the hall all lowered their heads and dared not look at it when they saw it.
"Zifeng, your hand is so cold!"
Her body was steaming, and her little face was red. Looking for the cool air from Zifeng, she moved her little body bit by bit. It was
