"Hmm..." Gu Yu thought for a moment, but then he smiled and changed the subject, "Alright, I've already given you your Christmas gift, so where's mine? Did you prepare one or not?"
"I did prepare one." Tang Yuran didn't continue to probe the meaning behind his previous statement, hastily opened her backpack, took out the already wrapped book, and handed it to Gu Yu, "This is for you."
"What's this?" Gu Yu took the gift Tang Yuran handed over, looked down for a moment, and, judging from its shape, size, and weight, it felt like a book...
He had just asked that question when he was about to unwrap the paper on the outside.
"Don't, don't unwrap it now!!" Tang Yuran quickly reached out to stop him, her fair, tender little face flushing with red, "You... you wait till you get home to unwrap it..."
If he unwrapped it now, wouldn't he immediately see the title of the book?
How would that be any different from confessing to him right then and there? And what if he laughed at her...
