An Ning looked at the wine glass filled again with red liquid, furrowing her brow. "Why have you poured more for me?"
Yu Jingchen picked up the wine glass and placed it in An Ning's hand. "You don't have to drink it, just hold it. You look even prettier like this!"
"Uncle, you really have a way with words." An Ning clearly knew he was teasing her.
Yu Jingchen curled his lips. "Wait, let me take a picture of you."
Saying this, Yu Jingchen picked up his phone and aimed it at An Ning.
Having known Jingchen for so long, been married to him for so long, it was the first time she had seen him toy with the camera.
It felt rather strange to her that the uncle didn't just use his phone for work, or occasionally play games in his spare time, he could also play with photography.
"Wait..." An Ning called out and tugged at her bath towel.
Yu Jingchen frowned. "Don't pull it up, let it down."
An Ning held her hand in front. "No."