Li Qiyu listened to his voice, pleasant and mellow; every time she heard him speak, it was like indulging herself in the waves of sound.
Bo Yeyuan put down his phone, his warm breath blew on her ear, "What's on the memory card? Did you capture something very important?"
"Nothing much..."
"This afternoon I saw you were taking pictures of me." Bo Yeyuan lifted the corners of his lips; even when he was feeding birds, he kept an eye on her from the corner of his eye.
When he noticed her camera pointed at him, he didn't look at her directly. Sure enough, when he turned his face, she immediately dodged the camera, the action was abrupt!
"Was there? I might have wanted to take a picture of the big clock behind you, but you were always blocking my view."
So, it was him being over-imaginative again, wasn't it?
