They had unconsciously stopped walking, but Lin Chu's mind was still wandering.
"Aren't you going to open the door?" Yan Beicheng's husky and melodious voice echoed above her head.
Lin Chu blinked and raised her head quickly. Coincidentally, her gaze met Yan Beicheng's dark eyes that were lowered. She looked on as his face seemingly stretched into a smile. "Don't you want to open the door and go inside?"
"Huh? Oh!" Lin Chu reacted and hurriedly rummaged for the key in her coat pocket.
As Yan Beicheng was holding her right hand, Lin Chu could not open the door because she was not used to using her left hand. She was also nervous.
"You should let go first. It's difficult to unlock the door with my left hand," said Lin Chu as she pulled her hand away.
Yan Beicheng obediently released her. However, he went around her and moved toward her left side at the same time, and held her left hand.
Lin Chu, "..."
