No matter how hard Huang Yueli tried to struggle free, she couldn't escape his firm grip.
A powerful big palm wrapped around her small fair hand. With such force, it almost started to hurt.
In desperation, Huang Yueli had no choice but to give up resisting, "Alright, alright, you can hold me if you want. But, can you use less strength? My hands are going to be red..."
Hearing this, Li Moying's furrowed brows relaxed a bit, and the strength in his hands also eased.
However, he still held her little hand tightly, refusing to let go.
Huang Yueli also gave up, so she had no choice but to let him lead her forward.
Sure enough, there were constantly prying eyes all around, sweeping towards them.
Normally, when she was dressed as a woman, she would walk hand in hand with Li Moying on the street. Both of them were good looking and were particularly eye-catching. There were many people looking at them each time they went out.
