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Chapter 1549: One Lie After Another (20)
Yin Shaojie took the phone and only gave it a cursory glance.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s heart trembled with fear.
Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump…
Her heart raced wildly.
Luckily, Yin Shaojie was not suspicious about the clothes collection. He only glanced at it briefly before closing WeChat and returning to the home screen.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She really wanted to take her phone back, but she did not dare to ask for it.
Yin Shaojie went through her phone casually.
He clicked into the gallery right in front of her.
It was only then that Mu Xiaoxiao became anxious and stopped him hastily. “Ay! Don’t look at that!”
Yin Shaojie’s gaze shook a little. “Why won’t you let me see it? What’s in your gallery?”
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He had felt terrible the previous night and did not bother to search the other parts of her phone.
Could she be hiding someone’s picture inside?
“It’s nothing… it’s just…” Mu Xiaoxiao stammered before saying embarrassedly, “It’s just a few selfies! Every girl has them. Stop looking. It’s making me feel embarrassed!”
“Really?” Yin Shaojie was still suspicious. He pressed on the gallery.
Mu Xiaoxiao could not stop him in time.
Yin Shaojie scrolled through the gallery with his long and slender fingers, looking through the photos.
There were many selfies of her posing cutely.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s face was red and she reached out to snatch the phone away. “Stop looking! Give my phone back to me!”
Yin Shaojie smirked playfully. “It looks good. Why won’t you let me look? This doesn’t look bad. I’ll send it to myself.”
He clicked on the photo and enlarged it as he spoke.
Mu Xiaoxiao looked like she wanted to hide in a hole and pounced forward to snatch her phone back.
“Give it to me! Yin Shaojie! Give my phone back to me!”
“No I won’t. I’m not done looking.” He used his long arms as an advantage so that she could not reach her phone and sent the photo to his own WeChat.
“Eh, this one’s not bad too. I like it.”
He scrolled up and sent more photos to himself.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt like crying.
She took the selfies for fun. It was one thing for her to look at them herself, but another thing to let someone else see them.
“Yin Shaojie! Do you understand the concept of privacy? Stop looking! Return my phone to me! Jerk!”
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t care how she look anymore. She jumped into his embrace hastily, trying all sorts of ways to snatch her phone back.
However, she had short arms!
In addition, Yin Shaojie was dexterous and transferred the phone to his left hand, then his right hand again. It was like magic.
Mu Xiaoxiao was running around in circles because of him. Not only was she unable to snatch her phone back, she could not even touch the phone case.
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“You’re so nervous. Could it be that you’ve taken some nudes?” Yin Shaojie teased as he scrolled further up.
“Of course not! Do you think everyone is as narcissistic as you?”
“I don’t believe you!” Yin Shaojie said in response. “Tsk, tsk, you have so many selfies and you call me narcissistic?”
“What girl doesn’t like to take selfies? Taking selfies doesn’t mean that we’re narcissistic!” Mu Xiaoxiao retorted. She did not realize that she was pressing her chest against him tightly.
Just then, the phone beeped with another WeChat message.
Did Han Qiqing send something?
Mu Xiaoxiao’s heart hung in the balance.
Yin Shaojie moved the phone down and entered WeChat.
It was a notification that there was a new friend.
He clicked on it.
It had the stock display photo, but the name was simply “Ze.”
Yin Shaojie frowned.
Ze?
Could it be…