"Naturally." Shane Winchester gently curled his lips, a touch of gentle flirtation in his eyes.
Alexandra Lee's ears turned red, and she awkwardly lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.
Shane Winchester's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, his usually excellent patience suddenly wore thin, and he began to honk the horn impatiently as he looked at the traffic jam ahead.
During the traffic hold-up, Alexandra Lee caught sight of a single-lens reflex camera placed on the back seat through the mirror in front, and couldn't help but feel curious, reaching out to take it.
"Young Master Winchester, do you usually enjoy photography too?" Alexandra Lee opened the camera, with a hint of mischief, wanting to see if Shane Winchester liked taking photos of certain women in his spare time.
