Competition

"Yes, very good. Smile." Song Jia adjusted the angle of his cell phone and actually looked professional. Lu Zhen smiled unnaturally, completely unlike her usual ease in front of the camera.

Song Jia looked at Lu Zhen's stiff expression on the camera and smiled helplessly.

"Hey, what's that?" Suddenly, Song Jia looked to Lu Zhen's right. Lu Zhen subconsciously turned to look.

There were only rows of trees there. There was nothing else.

Lu Zhen quickly realized that Song Jia was teasing her. She turned to look at Song Jia gloomily, her cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction, and her eyes widened slightly.

Song Jia immediately pressed the camera button.

"I really didn't expect you to know how to tease people," Lu Zhen said speechlessly.

"Sorry, if you're angry, why don't you think of a way to punish me?" Song Jia smiled and put away his cell phone.