C711 Long yan knows what i mean

When everyone had "rolled" into the hole, Feng Zhi and Long Yan sat down under a large tree with luxuriant leaves not far from the edge of the pool.

Long Yan lowered his head and pulled Feng Zhi's hand.

His somewhat rough fingers rested on Feng Zhi's slender palm, tracing the lines on her palm back and forth.

It was just a few extremely normal movements