Yang Qingyin didn't expect Luo Ziling to dare to put his arm around her shoulders when he pulled her in for a joint photo.
She instinctively wanted to struggle free, but the photo was already being taken.
Luo Ziling also felt embarrassed and quickly released her shoulders, then giggled and ran to grab his phone.
"Wow, it actually turned out quite nicely," Luo Ziling was stunned after seeing the automatically taken photo.
In the photo, the two were intimately embracing each other, with Yang Qingyin's slightly stunned and shy expression carrying an indescribable charm, even more splendid than a snap taken with a camera. His expression, silly with a hint of pride. The two of them looked like young teenagers experiencing the thrill and shyness of holding hands for the first time, with the boy excited and bashful, and the girl mixing shyness with surprise—both incredibly innocent and lively.