"When did this happen?" Lu Yinfeng's eyes turned cold as she interrogated.
She had no recollection at all of these photos being taken; they were probably from last year, she guessed.
"Yinfeng, have you remembered anything?" Mo Nanze didn't answer but instead asked softly.
Lu Yinfeng looked at Mo Nanze's eyes with a somewhat bewildered expression.
It seemed she saw a hint of anticipation.
"I..." Lu Yinfeng frowned, biting her lower lip, thought hard for a while, then said with a sense of loss, "No, I didn't remember anything."
Mo Nanze looked down, feeling somewhat relieved.
He stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Yinfeng's cheek, saying in a hoarse voice, "Don't think about those things, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Before Mo Nanze could retract his hand, it was grasped firmly by Lu Yinfeng.
Lu Yinfeng's palm covered the back of Mo Nanze's hand, and her moist eyes stared at him unblinkingly.
Mo Nanze found it somewhat difficult to resist such a gaze.