Song Ci was wearing a white shirt. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders. Once she was ready, she sat in front of the red curtain and stared at the camera. She was smiling so much that her eyebrows were curved. Meanwhile, Lu Gan was also wearing a white shirt. His expression was cold and he emitted an oppressive aura.
The photographer could not help but remind, "Young Master Lu, please smile."
Lu Gan did not really like to take photos. Regardless, he tried his best to look more natural.
Song Ci turned to look at him.
"Why are you staring at me?"
"It's because you're so handsome."
Song Ci said with a smile.
When Lu Gan heard this, he laughed.
The photographer quickly said, "Yes, that's it."
Shortly after, the corners of Lu Gan's mouth stiffened again.
