Wild Cold

"Nice hands." Jiang Ye blurted out. After finishing speaking, he realized what he had said. The tips of his ears turned slightly red, and he quickly lowered his head to look at the screen. "Ahem, get ready to start shooting." She stretched out her hand to help Song Zhixia straighten her bangs that were blown by the wind. She reached her finger halfway, but Song Zhixia held it gently. Jiang Ye's fingers are also very long, the knuckles are slightly thicker than Song Zhixia's, with a little callus, and the palms are warm. The fingers of the two people overlapped. Song Zhixia's hand was dazzlingly white, while Jiang Ye's hand had healthy, cold white skin. Putting them together, there was a strange harmony. "Don't move." Song Zhixia's voice was low and a little hoarse, "The filming has started." [The cool and cool academic god Song Zhixia