The tip of the giant snake's tail gently wrapped around Jiang Zheyu's wrist, slowly pulling her hand toward its body.
And so, Jiang Zheyu's spiritual hand was pressed against the giant snake's body, her palm feeling the fine, cool scales.
Jiang Zheyu was still dazed, unable to figure out what the giant snake wanted.
When the giant snake saw her hand resting on its body without moving, its tail gently slapped the ground, seeming to grow a little restless.
The tip of its tail gently poked the back of her stick-figure hand, then pressed down. In response, the palm of Jiang Zheyu's stick-figure hand pressed a little closer to the giant snake's body, allowing her to feel the cold, smooth texture of its fine scales more clearly.
Jiang Zheyu seemed to realize what was happening. 'It probably just wants me to pet it, not initiate a spiritual union.'
She let out a small sigh of relief and began to gently stroke the giant snake's body with the palm of her stick-figure hand.
