"Are we done yet? Are we done yet?"
As soon as Yan Han and Yu Zhishui's energetic voices died down, the timer-activated camera let out a "click~" of the shutter sound.
Su Wan took the lead with her long legs to grab the camera first, and the seven girls surrounded it in inner and outer circles to look at the image in the viewfinder, Lin Shuang couldn't squeeze in.
Fortunately, he's big enough that, even though he couldn't squeeze in, he could see over Wanwan's shoulder by patting it. Little Ling Meng, on the other hand, was less fortunate, hopping and jumping around.
Lin Shuang smiled and lifted her by the legs, hoisting her onto his shoulders.
If it were Wanwan's long legs, this pose would be too difficult; it seems that being a bit smaller sometimes has its benefits.
Everyone laughed when they saw the photo; Xiao Han and Shuishui, who moved first, were completely blurred into ghost images, resembling an abstract painting.
