Ya Shitian suddenly turned his head to look at her, and she hurriedly moved the camera away, pretending to shoot elsewhere.
Ya Shitian turned his head again and picked the most beautiful plum blossom for her.
He turned around and came back, handing her the branch with remaining snow on it.
"How about this?"
Ye Anqi took it, her smile touched, "It's beautiful, thank you Ya Shao."
Ya Shitian's roguish smile appeared, "You could show your gratitude in more practical ways."
Ye Anqi looked up and met his gaze, and under his expectant eyes, she stepped forward, tiptoed, and kissed his cheek, "Ya Shitian, I love you."
Ya Shitian was momentarily stunned; he hadn't expected her to suddenly say those words.
"Didn't I say you should only say it when I tell you to?"
"This is a bonus for you." Ye Anqi's smile was radiant.
Ya Shitian couldn't help but smile as well, "I really like this thank-you gift. Next time, do it just like that."
"Won't you get tired of hearing it too much?"
