Xia Wenyan silently opened the last photo, glanced at it, and then looked up at Pei Huai sitting next to him, shaking his head, "No, I think Brother Pei, you look handsome from any angle!"
"..."
Pei Huai's pupils trembled slightly, then he turned his head away, "Only you know how to sweet-talk me with your flattery."
Xia Wenyan noticed his ears turning red and smiled triumphantly.
When he and Pei Huai had first met, he thought this senior might be difficult to get along with.
Though he always seemed to smile warmly, it made people feel that his smile and gentleness were just facades.
But after a few days together, he was certain.
It was indeed a facade; the real person was quite reserved.
And he had a soft spot for sweet words, unexpectedly innocent, just a few teasing remarks would turn his ears red like blood.
Xia Wenyan really enjoyed Pei Huai's company and felt comfortable around him.
