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“I’ll do it myself!” Baron Lawrence raised his hand to avoid her.
With a sulky face, he swiftly typed a few characters on the smartphone. He held the phone high up so Enna Clark couldn’t see what he changed it to.
The uniquely masculine mint scent pervaded every inch of her body. His strong heartbeat was audible to her ears and Enna’s mood suddenly improved significantly.
At that mont, Baron Lawrence handed the phone back to her, “Here you go, but I’m warning you, don’t ss around with your settings!”
“Um…” Enna caught her own phone and, looking down, couldn’t help but laugh and cry. She pointed to the screensaver, speechless, “What is this?”
“My photo!” The culprit admitted without hesitation, not embarrassed at all. It was as if setting his own photo as soone else’s phone screensaver sothing only primary and middle school students would do — was perfectly reasonable.
“How is it? Doesn’t it look good?”
Enna really didn’t know what to say. Judging the photo itself, it was indeed very good. His appearance and temperant were striking; any photo of him had a poster-like effect. But… she was already in her twenties. If soone saw her phone screensaver featuring a handso guy, they would think she was so love-crazed girl!
“Can I… set this photo as my wallpaper instead?”
The screensaver shows up when the phone is locked, while the wallpaper appears when the phone is unlocked. Enna’s thinking was simple: the screensaver could easily be discovered when she takes out her phone to check the ti, but the wallpaper was better, at least it wouldn’t be so easily noticed by others.
As soon as she finished speaking, his gloomy voice ca from above her head,
“What do you an? Am I not presentable?”
“I don’t an it like that. I just think it’s too…”
“Too what?”
” Childish!
Enna really wanted to say it was too childish, but he managed to suppress her words.
However, Baron Lawrence seed to guess what she wanted to say, and his face darkened a bit more. He threw his own phone at her, “Mine is the sa as yours, so any complaints, keep ’em to yourself!”
The sa?
The sa as what?
Enna picked up his phone and took a look, only to find her own photo displayed on it. Moreover, it was a photo of her sleeping!
Based on the background, it should have been taken last night. She was bare-faced and fast asleep.
Enna seriously suspects that she might even have had eye boogers at the ti!
No woman could tolerate having an unedited, makeup-free photo of herself on display. Enna was no exception, and she almost reflexively said, “This photo is too ugly. I want to delete it. What’s your password?”
“Birthday.”
Enna entered his birthday, only to find the password was incorrect. She looked up at him in confusion.
Baron Lawrence irritably bit the corner of her mouth, narrowing his eyes,
“Your birthday.”
His phone password was her birthday? Enna’s heartbeat skipped a beat, and sure enough, when she entered her own birthday, the phone was unlocked.
She clicked on the photo album, intending to choose a different image for the screensaver.
Only when she opened his album did she realize that it was filled with hundreds of photos of her. There were pictures of her picking up and dropping off Bobby, fooling around with her coworkers, and even more photos of her cooking for them during her ti at the “Secret Husband’s” ho.
There were hundreds of closely packed pictures.
All of her — every single one!
Enna suddenly looked up, staring incredulously at the man beside her.
How could there be so many pictures of her in his phone? For so of the photos, she didn’t even know where or when they were taken..
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