"Sorry, my bad." Song Shuhang sincerely acknowledged his mistake, while involuntarily bringing out his phone and taking a photo of the cute-looking and aggrieved Soft Feather.
Soft Feather increased her running speed, and she glared at Song Shuhang resentfully at the same time. "This is the second time, Senior Song. This is the end of our friendship!"
At this time, not only you aren't comforting me, but you're even taking a photo of me?!
Song Shuhang hurriedly said, "Wait, Soft Feather. Actually, I didn't want to take a photo of you... No, I should say that although I really do want to take a photo, I also really want to restrain myself from doing it. However, my hands are moving on their own, and I can't stop them."
