Chi Huan looked at him, "..."
She accepted this explanation, after all, she understood his way of thinking to some extent.
Her mood improved a bit, and there was even a subtle sweetness, but she still couldn't help muttering, "With gifts, you first look at the person who is giving the gift, then the gift itself."
Mo Shiqian raised an eyebrow, "Can your aesthetic and preferences as a woman also be subjectively transferred?"
"That's right."
He only wanted to pick something she would like, which is why he specifically asked Song Shu, because Song Shu was also a daughter of a great family, as well as being a woman, and would more likely choose something she would like.
But she felt that who chose it was more important.
How strange.
His eyes held a faint smile as he looked at her puffed cheeks, which seemed so soft, and he leaned down to kiss them, saying in a husky voice, "Alright, I'll choose by myself next time."
As he kissed her, his hands began to wander.
