"Your brother said you're really good at taking photos, so we're planning to make a promotional video," Brother Li casually prepared his bowl and chopsticks, then ordered a pot of iron skillet lamb chops.
"Don't worry about anything else, just the photos and video. Ali will drive, I'll handle the data recording and animal rescues along the way. If you're not comfortable with just us, you can bring Brother Ying along."
"No need." Ji Xin was young and had yet to learn how to manage his expressions.
"My brother is very busy; I don't want to hold up his work."
"Hold up what? He's so idle he's practically growing long hair. By the way, you know about your brother and Xiao Song, right? Xiao Song has gone to our place, and I bet your brother just wants to use the excuse of accompanying you to go sweet-talk Xiao Song."
"How is Sister Song doing now?"
At the mention of Xiao Song, Ji Xin's expression softened considerably.
