Hold Hands

Shen Yanqing was slightly stunned after Nan Ge finished speaking.

He smiled. "Perfect. In that case, I'll be sure to bring it home tonight."

The lights of the fountain flickered, and the water column slowly rose, rising and falling with the music.

Shen Yanqing looked around. Many people were taking photos.

After hesitating, he took out his phone and asked her, "Do you want to… take a photo?"

"I've already taken some photos." Nan Ge had taken many photos by the fountain just now.

He explained with a smile, "I mean, I wasn't just talking about the fountain."

"Huh?"

A minute later, Nan Ge chose a place with fewer people behind her. "Over here. Let's take photos here."

She slowly turned around and held up her never-changing photo pose, a peace sign.

Opposite her, Shen Yanqing looked at her through the camera.