Chapter 35 Precious Opportunity

"Harry's fingers, which were holding the tray, moved slightly. He glanced at her and said, ""You looked nice.""" Stacy relaxed her body and stopped talking. Neither of them spoke. There was a dead silence in the car. "Stacy's eyes inadvertently fell on his hand that was holding the steering wheel. His fingers were slender, his joints distinct, his nails trimmed neatly, and he looked very handsome." "He could be remembered by his appearance at a glance, his temper as well." Do I look good? He looked steadily forward. Only then did Stacy realize that she had been in a daze. She quickly turned her head to look out of the window and pretended not hearing it. Harry turned to look at her with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. "Does my face look better than my hand?" "Stacy continued to pretend that she didn't hear anything, so she simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep." "She couldn't help but complain in he