Ye Junqing glanced at himself in the lens, finding it absurd to hold the milk tea that way. He couldn't help but lower his brows, reverting back to his usual arrogance. Yet, Ye Xingguang remarked, "Hey, don't put on that icy face, it doesn't match my vibe at all."
Ye Junqing: "..."
"Forget it, I won't take a picture of your face, just the two cups of milk tea. You're so not photogenic."
Ye Junqing: "!!!"
Did this girl actually think he wouldn't spank her?
Ye Junqing snatched back his phone in one fell swoop.
"What are you doing? I wasn't done taking pictures."
Ye Junqing extended his arm, holding up the phone, pulling her into his arms, and said, "is your arm as long as mine?"
Ye Xingguang held the milk tea next to her face, making a goofy expression, "Your arm is indeed more suitable as a selfie stick."
Ye Junqing: "..."
No one stop him, he planned to punish her at home!
