Below were front, back, left, right, top, and bottom shots of the fruits, along with three close-ups of hands making peace signs beside different chat boxes.
[Who taught him to take photos like that?] Zero-Zero-Zero complained. [The fruits have no privacy left. How is this any different from having their underwear stolen?]
Shi Jihan said, "Hehe."
He zoomed in on the hand and secretly saved the picture. [Dianjia Bro's hands are really pretty.]
The knuckles were distinct, the fingers slender and strong. His nails were neatly trimmed and rounded, faint blue veins showed beneath his cool pale skin, and his shirt cuff had slipped down to reveal the subtly curved line of his wrist bone.
Zero-Zero-Zero immediately became proud. [Of course. This is the caliber of a Qidian male lead. Every part is top-of-the-line... Host, why are you heating up again?]
Shi Jihan patted his face and muttered, "A person can't... at the very least, they shouldn't..."
Just as he was quietly changing color, a shadow fell over him and enveloped him.
Zhou Jingcheng's hoarse, weary voice sounded directly above him, still carrying traces of sleepiness. "Shi Xiaohan, did you change my ringtone?"
"You can't put it that way," Shi Jihan corrected him. "You should say, 'Shi Xiaohan, you're so thoughtful. You even set an eight p.m. alarm for me.'"
Zhou Jingcheng drew out an "Mm," lazily saying, "Yes, and there was also a complimentary travel ticket. A three-second tour of the Underworld. The user experience was excellent."
Shi Jihan could not help it. Zhou Jingcheng made him laugh so hard that he collapsed into his chair.
As he happened to tilt his head back, his gaze landed directly on Zhou Jingcheng's chin. He stared for a few seconds at the sharp line of his jaw. Zhou Jingcheng seemed to