She wrapped a shawl around herself, her gaze intensely fixed on Ya Shitian.
Ya Shitian was washing vegetables, and she watched him do so.
He started chopping the vegetables, and she kept her eyes on him.
As he began to cook, she still watched him…
Wherever he was, her gaze followed.
It was only when he was simmering soup that Ya Shitian finally had a moment to walk over to her.
He placed his hands on either side of her, and at the height of 190 cm, he towered a full head above her.
"You've been staring at me," he said with an intense gaze, using a declarative sentence.
Ye Anqi smiled lightly, "If not at you, at whom should I be staring?"
The man's voice was husky, "Do you realize how focused your gaze is, and that it's heated?"
"...Really?"
"Yes. It's as if I'm the only one in your eyes."
Ye Anqi's face flushed slightly, "You weren't even looking at me, how do you know what kind of look I had?"
"Who said I wasn't looking at you? I'm always watching you."
