Chapter 228 - Chapter 228: Competition (1/2)

Chapter 228: Competition

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Yes, very good. Smile.” Song Jia adjusted the angle of his cell phone and actually looked professional. Lu Zhen smiled unnaturally, completely unlike her usual ease in front of the camera.

Song Jia looked at Lu Zhen’s stiff expression on the camera and smiled helplessly.

“Hey, what’s that?” Suddenly, Song Jia looked to Lu Zhen’s right. Lu Zhen subconsciously turned to look.

There were only rows of trees there. There was nothing else.

Lu Zhen quickly realized that Song Jia was teasing her. She turned to look at Song Jia gloomily, her cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction, and her eyes widened slightly.

Song Jia immediately pressed the camera button.

“I really didn’t expect you to know how to tease people,” Lu Zhen said speechlessly.

“Sorry, if you’re angry, why don’t you think of a way to punish me?” Song Jia smiled and put away his cell phone.

Punish him? Lu Zhen felt that this statement was a little ambiguous. How could she dare to punish her boss? She was still counting on him to give her a salary.

Lu Zhen put on her mask and hat and looked at the sky. At this moment, the sun had already risen above her head. It was not dazzling and was about to be the warmest time of the day.

Lu Zhen suggested that they could go down the mountain. They were almost done strolling in the peach forest.

On the way back, she still took the drawbridge. Although there were no brats fooling around this time, Lu Zhen still didn’t dare to cross the drawbridge alone. In the end, Song Jia led her across the drawbridge.

“Slow down.” Because he was taking care of Lu Zhen, Song Jia walked very slowly.

Although the two of them were holding hands, Song Jia’s grip was very gentlemanly. He just pinched Lu Zhen’s wrist neither lightly nor forcefully. But even so, Lu Zhen felt the temperature on her face rise bit by bit. Her wrist, which was being held by Song Jia, felt like it was being roasted on a bonfire.

After crossing the suspension bridge, Song Jia unlocked the bicycle. After pushing it out, he suddenly turned to look at Lu Zhen. “Do you want to try?”