The photographer zoomed in at this moment, and true to his word, there was indeed a caterpillar on him.
But it wasn't on his neck, it was on his shoulder.
"I lied to you, I just saw it wrong, it's actually just a leaf."
A slender and fair hand reached over, gently swept away the brown caterpillar, and then casually picked up a fallen leaf and held it in front of him.
"See, it really is just a leaf."
Seeing this, Shen Jianshu's eyes warmed, and he suddenly laughed.
Luo Tao had finished setting out the food and when he looked up and saw that radiant expression, he couldn't help but click his tongue and then said, "Alright, stop laughing and come over to eat!"
Shen Jianshu did not put down his phone; he laughed even more heartily.
His broad chest trembled slightly, and a low and joyful laughter continuously came from his throat.
