Don't People Do This during Tomb-Sweeping Day?

"..." Song Yu's face went all red. It was supposed to be touching! Why did it become that way whenever it involved him? 

She shook off his hand angrily and hooted, "Focus on driving!"

While Qi Chengzhi's eyes were looking straight at the road, his naughty hand which was cast off crept in again. His two fingers were treading lightly, and went from her leg to her hand, intending to hold it.

Song Yu pulled out before he held it. She slapped lightly on the back of his hand. "Focus!"

"Hm." Qi Chengzhi nodded agreeably. "Give me your hand. Otherwise, I can't concentrate because of my desire to hold it."

"..." Song Yu was speechless. He could spin an unconvincing reason so persuasively. She exerted his hand on the steering wheel. "Concentrate on the steering wheel when you're driving."

"Don't mess around. You know I'm used to holding your hand while driving." Qi Chengzhi took the chance and grabbed her hand.