As he said that, he touched Dou Xingyu and pulled on Lu Xue's hand. The two of them locked their fingers together, which made Chen Qu jealous.
"Do all girls hold hands like that?"
Chen Qu stood at the side and looked at the two people who were very close to each other with a dark expression. His thin lips were pursed, and his brown pupils slightly contracted. His tone sounded unfriendly.
"Yeah."
Dou Xingyu, on the other hand, looked confused. She then lowered her head and looked at the two of them tightly holding hands. She then looked at Lu Xue, who was beside her, and grinned happily.
"Yes."
Lu Xue was tactful and didn't say anything, but being stuck between the two of them was rather awkward. To use the word "both ways" to describe her, that was ingenious.
"Is that so? Lu Xue? "