Mo Shangjun usually walks very quietly, now deliberately crouching down and cautiously approaching, basically making no sound except for unavoidable air movement and slight friction.
She smoothly approached Ya Tianxing.
Ya Tianxing was sleeping on the bed by the window, but he was close to the gap between the two beds, lying on his back with one hand behind his head, probably not planning to sleep, but fell asleep out of tiredness or boredom.
As soon as Mo Shangjun arrived beside him, she gently took out her phone, turned off the sound, opened the camera, aimed it at Ya Tianxing's sleeping face, found the right angle, and then pressed the shutter without hesitation.
The image froze.
However, the demon in the frame wasn't with closed eyes, but suddenly opened them, those phoenix eyes looking awake and bright, with a hint of mockery.
Mo Shangjun felt a chill in her heart.
At the same time, she heard Ya Tianxing's lazy voice, "Isn't this not good?"
