That hand, if it starred in a hand cream commercial, would surely attract a horde of fans with hand fetishism. Just looking at it makes you want to be the cloth in its palm, held by such delicate and beautiful hands. It must be incredibly blissful.,The owner of the hands was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. She had a round, oval face with delicate, rosy skin that glowed from within. Under her slender eyebrows were bright eyes that sparkled like stars. Her black pupils were like precious jewels freshly retrieved from ice water, shining brilliantly.,"Mister Li, I happen to need a paperweight. I'll take this one. No charge for the trouble, just a pack of cigarettes." Yue Yun nimbly reached into her jeans pocket and pulled out a wad of cash, handing it to the old man. "Here you go, evens things up. This is mine now."。