Tianxin turned her head, looking at Chen Yiran with a strange expression.
Chen Yiran maintained a calm demeanor, lowering his head and picking up the glass of water in front of him, taking a slow sip.
"Let me see??" After observing Chen Yiran for a while, Tianxin extended her delicate and white hand towards him, a teasing glint in her eyes.
"What??" Chen Yiran lifted his head with an indifferent expression, looking at her, feigning confusion.
"Phone, photo album." Tianxin murmured these two words from her moist lips.
Chen Yiran went silent for a while, and then, slightly uncomfortable, he turned his head towards the glass window, looking at the brightly-lit city night scene outside, and coldly said, "I didn't bring my phone."
"Oh..." Tianxin looked at him with disappointment, her moist eyes shifted around and then she asked with an interested expression, "Is what that guy just said...all true??"
"…" Chen Yiran continued to keep silent, pretending he hadn't heard anything.
