Chen Zhi bashfully accepted the roses, her cheeks tinged with a light blush.
Watching her radiant beauty, An Yichen's heartbeat quickened, and he longed to do something to win her affection.
He pulled out several hundred-yuan notes and handed them to the little girl, smiling as he said, "Little sister, I'll buy all these flowers. If a couple passes by you, would you give them a rose, okay?"
Receiving so much money at once made the little girl very happy. "Don't worry, handsome brother, I'll do just as you said."
An Yichen gave a slight smile and walked away, holding Chen Zhi's hand.
"Isn't this a waste of money?" Chen Zhi couldn't help but ask.
"It's not a waste. I hope all couples can be as loving as we are."
Chen Zhi's cheeks reddened slightly, and she turned her face away to look at the river, "When have we ever been loving?"
Suddenly, An Yichen hugged her from behind, his burning chest pressing tightly against her back.
Chen Zhi jumped in fright but quickly calmed down.
