"This photo is really well taken! It makes me feel a few years younger." Qin Youxuan's fair fingers pinched the photo and flicked it twice.
She looked teasingly at Dan Hanjie, whose face was black as the bottom of a pot, daringly adding fuel to the fire.
In a flash, the photo between her fingers was snatched away by Dan Hanjie.
"Hey, I was just joking, but I really like this photo, don't tear it!" Qin Youxuan shouted loudly, yet she didn't look worried at all.
She was, on the contrary, deliberately provoking Dan Hanjie.
Seeing him hold the photo by both ends, she pretended to try and stop him.
"Who told you I was going to tear it?" Dan Hanjie pinched the photo with two fingers, his mischievous eyes glanced at her, "Mrs. Dan, I'm in this photo, why would I tear it?"
Him?!
Qin Youxuan's nerves stiffened, she froze for a few seconds, grabbed the photo back from Dan Hanjie's hands, and looked at it closely again.
Sure enough! The photo was a picture of the two of them.
