"Hmm." Mo Siyu was examining the photographs, all from his recent mission, his expression turned serious as he asked, "Xiao Yue, where did these photos come from?"
"I don't know who sent them to me." Tang Yue stepped forward, looking up with her small face, and asked, "Shouldn't you explain?"
"On a mission." Mo Siyu replied briefly, just about to put away the photos, when Tang Yue quickly snatched them away and said, "These are mine, you're not allowed to hide them."
"Xiao Yue, I'll go see who sent them to you." Mo Siyu looked at her as she clutched the photos like precious treasures, gazing at her face he asked, "Aren't you jealous?"
"Why should I be jealous?" Tang Yue countered, seeing his perfunctory answer, she couldn't help but pout, "Is just saying it's a mission supposed to fob me off?"
