"Brother... you..."
Huanhuan instinctively wanted to mumble to herself. Meeting Bo Qing's deep eyes, she bit her lip, not knowing what to say?
"Are you?"
Are you having a fever?
Before Huanhuan could murmur out loud, Bo Qing had already spoken: "Focus a bit."
"Okay."
Huanhuan nodded, suppressing the confusion in her heart.
Bo Qing then appropriately kept some distance between his large hand and the woman's small hand, so the warmth from his palm wouldn't transfer to her so directly.
...
"Alright... Mr. Bo, Miss Bo, both of you have an excellent camera presence, that's it..."
The photographer was ecstatic, unable to conceal the delight in his heart.
The picture of these two standing together was truly beautiful.
Especially the unique feeling that flowed between the two of them, it was very rare.
It was a couple's photo, yet it had a hint of ambiguity in it.
The effect was as good as it could possibly be.
"Hmm, thank you."
