Wen Ruan's eyes shifted suddenly, and she raised her phone, "Haven't we taken a photo together yet? Let's take one."
"Sure, sure!"
They were close, Wen Ruan pulled her in naturally, lowered her head to give a gentle kiss on her cheek, her smile alluring and confident.
"Mua~""Click!"
Just like that, a photo that was both intimate and visually striking was born.
After getting in the car, Yao Lingling was busily jotting down her design inspiration in the passenger seat while grinning widely, her eyes turning into crescents.
Wen Ruan leaned against the back of the driver's seat, opened Tang Song's chat window, and sent the photo over.
