As it was a holiday, there were a lot of people at this campsite. They were all in groups of three to five. There was faint laughter coming from the forest.
Nan Ge and Shen Yanqing walked side by side on the stone path, enjoying the peace.
They could vaguely see other couples holding hands or hugging nearby. In comparison, the two of them looked extremely distant.
Shen Yanqing quickly realized this, so he took the initiative to hold Nan Ge's hand and pulled her toward him.
They were too eye-catching, and the gazes of the pedestrians kept lingering on them.
Nan Ge did not mind. She moved her hand that was being held and rubbed her pinky against the back of his hand.
Shen Yanqing lowered his head. "Huh?"
He left his glasses on the table and did not bring them over.
When she approached, Nan Ge looked up into his eyes and clearly saw a reflection of her figure.
