Looking at the photos, Qiao An nodded in satisfaction. After taking her phone back from the squirrel, she magically pulled a handful of peanuts from her pocket and gave them to it.
"You did a great job. This is your reward. You can go back and play now."
The little squirrel happily scampered off with the peanuts, its cheeks bulging.
Mu Zimo and Ding Fengchun had already learned to ignore these little interludes, acting as if they hadn't seen a thing. They simply continued their discussion about the photos.
"Aren't you two going to take a picture together?"
Ding Fengchun's sudden question made Mu Zimo's fingers tremble slightly. He just lowered his head, not saying a word.
Ding Fengchun felt a surge of frustration at his inaction. In the end, she had to step in for him. "Qiao An, you and Mu Zimo should get a picture together. I'll take it for you."
