I don't know how many times, Zi Yan felt that wearing gloves was a bit boring, so the two of them took off their gloves, and Zhang Han held Zi Yan's white and tender palm again.

And Zi Yan, let Zhang Han take it like this, and with the constant chatting, Zi Yan also relaxed wholeheartedly.

But after chatting for about twenty minutes, the two fell silent again.