Gu Zhiwei wasn't in the mood to argue with her son, so she handed him the phone.
Weibao held up the phone and clicked away, even changing angles. After taking a few shots, he was dissatisfied with their poses and started instructing, "Mommy, lean a little to the left."
Gu Zhiwei stayed put.
Weibao sighed, his little expression seeming to give up on his mommy. He turned to Lance instead, "Daddy, lean a little to the right."
Lance, taking the first photos with Gu Zhiwei, immediately leaned toward her.
"Yes, yes, much better." Weibao finally was satisfied.
After the photos, Weibao ran over, his short legs waving, "I want to take a picture with Daddy and Mommy too."
"Stop making a fuss, you little rascal!" Gu Zhiwei said in exasperation.
Weibao had already squeezed in front of them, turning on the selfie mode.
"Daddy, Mommy, look at the camera. Yay!"
"One more, let's do peace signs!"
"..."
