"Okay."
Leandro returned the phone to her.
Charlotte raised her hand to take the phone, opened the album, and saw the photos taken by Leandro just now. The warmth that had faded from her face not long ago rose again.
Help, how could he take such ambiguous and atmospheric photos?
"Send me the photo."
She was daydreaming when she suddenly heard Leandro's words. Charlotte felt embarrassed and quickly sent the photo to his phone.
"Send me the photo you just took as well."
"Ah?"
"It's the ones you took."
"Ah, oh, okay."
Does he also want to post a timeline?
Charlotte couldn't imagine what would happen if Leandro posted this photo on his Timeline. His Timeline would explode, wouldn't it?
She dared not imagine; she didn't even dare to think about the "spectacle" of posting this photo
