But, he was cooking, even enduring the greasy smoke.
Ye Anqi knew that he did it all for her. Otherwise, he would never cook himself.
She felt suddenly very moved.
Ye Anqi slowly walked up to him and hugged his body from behind.
Ya Shitian had heard her footsteps long ago, but he hadn't expected her to embrace him.
His body stiffened for a moment.
Ye Anqi spoke softly from behind, "Shitian, are you cooking for me? Thank you."
The man suddenly put down the spatula, turned around, and kissed her lips fiercely.
Ye Anqi was startled by his sudden intensity.
After what seemed like a long time, the passion finally ended.
Ye Anqi's breath was unsteady, her face flush with red.
It was a while before he released her, and his dark eyes deeply met hers.
"Did I hurt you just now?" he asked hoarsely.
Ye Anqi blinked shyly, "No."
"Did you like it?" he continued to ask, very bluntly.
Ye Anqi lowered her eyes slightly, not answering.
