197 The World is Vast (First Update)

Upon hearing this, Chu Jin's card shuffling hands paused, then with a beautiful reversal, she gathered all the Tarot cards floating above the table into her palm, fluid in motion, completing the action in one go.

Song Shiqin watched her skilled movements, a trace of peculiarity flickering in the depths of his dark pupils.

Chu Jin calmly placed the Tarot cards in her hand neatly on the table. Her hands were clean, her fingers long and slender, as delicate as spring onions, with distinct joints. Against the blue cards, the contrast was particularly pleasing to the eye.

These were probably the most beautiful and softest hands Song Shiqin had ever seen. Previously in the military camp, he was surrounded by rough men whose hands were coarse from years of handling guns.