Seeing Yan Jinyu looking at him with glowing eyes, Yin Jiujin raised his hand and flicked her forehead.
This was the first time he had seen the girl so interested in anything other than yogurt.
"I've never liked taking photos. It was the same when I was young."
"Oh." Yan Jinyu raised her hand and rubbed her head that was hurting from his flick. She answered gloomily. It was obvious that she felt that it was a pity.
She blinked and looked at him in anticipation. "But Brother Nine, are there really no photos? Not even one?"
Yin Jiujin couldn't stand her gaze. Who could bear to reject her gaze?
He looked away slightly. "No."
Yan Jinyu didn't suspect anything. Didn't she have none as well?
Perhaps, there were some photos of her when she was two years old and still living in the Yan Family. However, after her grandparents passed away, no one treasured her photos. Now, there were probably no more photos of her left in the Yan Family.
