Gu Xiaoer clumsily kept talking and shoved the phone into Ling Siyao's hand again, thinking that now it was fair!
"Come on, come on, if it weren't because there was no one else, I wouldn't have asked you to come over."
"..." Ling Siyao's face was dark and cold, holding in his frustration. Having no other choice, he grunted. Without saying a word, he grabbed Gu Xiaoer's phone and took a couple of perfunctory shots of the couple under the crabapple tree.
As it turned out, Gu Xiaoer hadn't even posed properly.
Han Luoli, with his long legs, walked over faster than Gu Xiaoer, looking at Ling Siyao. There was a hint of sympathy in his dark pupils, followed by a clear and elegant voice, laced with a smile, murmuring, "Ling Siyao, do you believe you'll get scolded?"
Ling Siyao glanced at him and paused.
Then Han Luoli smirked smugly: "I bet Xiaoer will definitely scold you."
