Tantai Wanrong whispered in his ear, "Hehe, you slick kid, you don't have to be so nervous just taking a photo with your aunt."
"Who's nervous?" Ye Fan denied, his face slightly red.
Tantai Wanrong let out two teasing, playful laughs and blew a fragrance towards Ye Fan like the scent of orchids, "Giggle, then why do I hear a heartbeat like the drumming sound?"
Ye Fan was embarrassed and felt utterly self-conscious.
However, he immediately adjusted his mentality and admitted frankly, "Hehe, Auntie Wanrong really has a discerning eye, and I can't hide from it. Your charm is so great, of course I'm a bit nervous."
"Giggle, is this you flattering your aunt?" Tantai Wanrong laughed coquettishly, "I like hearing that, say it more in the future. But remember, I'm your aunt, no wild thoughts allowed."
Ye Fan was embarrassed again.
At this moment, Luo Xinling called out, "You two, stand properly, look this way at me, and stop chatting."