The man finished taking photos, then engaged in a long conversation, expressing his gratitude and best wishes to the two of them.
It was the first time Han Yingying was so enthusiastically asked for a photo and compliment on the street, and she felt a flutter of excitement in her heart.
"Shen Mosheng, you really are a walking spotlight, even on the streets of a foreign country, people want to take photos with you."
"Yingying, you should be more aware, if it weren't for you, no one would come to take photos with me." Shen Mosheng lifted his gloved hand and gently patted Han Yingying's head, his gaze exceedingly tender.
"Yingying, you're very beautiful."
"Then let's pretend it's the charm of both of us." Han Yingying happily accepted the compliment.
Even though she knew very well it was because Shen Mosheng was particularly eye-catching.
"No need to pretend, it's a fact."
