Ye Che, with his usual grace, wiped the stains off his body and said casually, "So what if it's not Valentine's Day? Yiyi, you should know that every day spent with me is Valentine's Day."
Ye Che said this nonchalantly, as if it were an offhand remark, yet also as if it were a matter of course.
But in such******** a manner, lay his deep affections that were innate and unadorned.
Xia Weiyi, with her head lowered, incessantly poked at her steak with her knife and fork. After a long silence, she retorted haughtily with four words: "Smooth talker."
However, the corners of her mouth curved upwards, forming a beautiful arc that shone brilliantly, echoing with the dazzling fireworks outside the window.
...
On the other side of the hotel, as soon as Cook entered the elevator, his phone rang.
He looked at it and saw it was from Xia Weiyi.
"I've already received the gift, it's very cute. Be ready to meet in room 1701 at 6 o'clock, I have a surprise for you."
