The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Noticing someone coming, Mu Yaqi shifted her gaze from the window to that person.

The guest walked to the edge of the table between the two of them, smiled brightly, and said in a friendly manner: "Hello, the one who just..."

The man paused, as if organizing his words, and then said: "Fireworks suddenly started outside, and they were particularly beautiful. At that time, I wanted to take a picture of it and share it with my friends, but when I took the picture, I happened to take a picture of you..."

At this point, the guest paused, then stretched out two fingers and placed them in front of his chest, with his two index fingers close together and facing each other.

The guest continued, poking his finger: "Uh... I just happened to take a picture of you guys... that."

After saying this, he immediately put down his two hands that were pointing his fingers.

Then he half-raised one hand in front of him and said, "Ah, I know, this may be a bit sudden. I also think that it is not polite to save other people's photos casually, so I wanted to delete it just now."

The man raised his phone again, found the photo and showed it to them, then said, "But this photo is very beautiful, very artistic, and very romantic, so I think it would be a pity to delete it."

The man raised his head and looked at them, saying, "So I was just thinking about whether I should show it to you. If you think it's not okay, I'll delete it now. If you think this photo is okay, then you can keep it as a souvenir."

That person said very tactfully: "Of course if you don't want me to keep it, I will delete it too."

The man smiled very politely, looking forward to their reply.

From the moment that person picked up the photo on his phone, Mu Yaqi's eyes never left the photo.

In the photo, the golden fireworks outside the window bloomed into large dazzling spots. In the camera's freeze frame, dazzling light trail fireworks were formed, which appeared particularly bright against the background of the deep blue sky at night.

Inside the window, Lu Chengfeng was leaning forward with most of his body, and Mu Yaqi had a sly expression on her face as she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek with a slightly teasing smile.

The moment when the lips and cheeks touched was frozen in time, and there was food for the two of them on the table, adding to the warm atmosphere of home.

The darkness of the night and the elegant style of the interior blend together to create a strong visual impact.

And when their lips touched romantically, the contrast between the astonishment and surprise on his face and the sly complacency on her face made people feel that this photo was particularly interesting.

When Lu Chengfeng saw this photo, he really wanted to keep it.

He was just thinking about it, it was a pity that such a romantic scene was not recorded.

It was just a coincidence that someone happened to take a picture of him.

How can we not keep such a good thing and such a memorable photo?

He glanced at Mu Yaqi and saw that Mu Yaqi was staring at the photo without blinking, as if she was lost in thought about something.

Lu Chengfeng's heart couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and he asked softly: "What's wrong, don't you like this photo?"

Hearing this, Mu Yaqi came back to her senses from her absent-mindedness, looked at Lu Chengfeng, and responded: "Ah, no, I like it very much. It's a very good photo."

At this point, Mu Yaqi turned her head to look at the man, smiled at him, and said, "Can you send us this photo?"

When the man heard this, he knew that they were quite satisfied with the photo, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

After all, it would be a pity if they didn't want such a good photo and strongly asked him to delete it.

However, although it is a pity, he would delete it if they really asked for it.

But now it’s different, they think this photo is good and apparently plan to keep it as a souvenir.

The man happily agreed: "Yes, of course."

Mu Yaqi took the initiative to suggest: "Let's use Bluetooth transmission."

The man nodded and replied, "Okay."

They both turned on Bluetooth at the same time. The man clicked on the Bluetooth on his phone to transfer, then showed the connection page to Mu Yaqi and asked, "Which phone is yours?"

Mu Yaqi picked a pairable device on his phone and told him.

He clicked on the connection, and finally, the two of them successfully connected via Bluetooth.

After connecting to Bluetooth, the man sent the photos he had just taken to Mu Yaqi.

After the transmission was successful, the man smiled faintly and said, "It has been sent. At least I won't feel regretful this way. I will delete this one now."

Mu Yaqi said, "You can do whatever you want with this one."

The man paused while deleting the photo, looked up and smiled at her: "Thank you, then I won't delete it, I'm very satisfied with this work."

Mu Yaqi nodded politely.

The man also nodded and said, "I wish you happiness."

After saying this, the man walked away.

Mu Yaqi politely watched the man walk away, and when she was almost there, she moved her gaze back to Lu Chengfeng's face.

There was an unnatural smile on Lu Chengfeng's face.

Mu Yaqi asked puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

Lu Chengfeng still had a smile on his face and said, "Nothing."

Mu Yaqi had a feeling that this matter was not simple, and looked him up and down.

Before Mu Yaqi could come up with any explanation, Lu Chengfeng spoke up, breaking the brief silence.

Lu Chengfeng pretended to be cool and said, "Didn't he send you the photo just now? Send me a copy later."

Mu Yaqi reasonably suspected that he was hiding something from her and that he was now changing the subject.

Mu Yaqi pointed a hand at him, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Tell me the truth, what are you thinking about?"

Lu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then said, "No, I just wanted you to send me that photo."

Mu Yaqi touched her chin, squinted her eyes and put on a serious look. After a moment, she said, "Oh, I see. Are you jealous?"

Lu Chengfeng paused, as if he had been exposed, with a trace of stagnation on his face, and then he pretended to be calm and asked: "Why am I jealous?"

Mu Yaqi leaned back in her chair and said, "Oh my, I didn't expect you to be so jealous now. It seems you are still a jealous person."

Lu Chengfeng: “…”

Mu Yaqi straightened up again, put one arm on the table, looked at him for a few seconds in distress, and then coaxed him seriously: "Good baby, it was just a photo just now, don't be so stingy, and it was our photo that was sent."