"Do you like the gift I gave you?" Perhaps having mentally prepared herself before coming over, Su Yanyi seemed much more at ease compared to Qin Jiran's discomfort. After all, it was just a black pair of underwear she made for Qin Jiran—what was the big deal?
Qin Jiran felt his face heating up. Receiving underwear from the person he cherished was truly a cause for shyness!
"It's, it's nice, thank you," Qin Jiran replied, his ears turning red. Hearing the word "gift," however, Qin Jiran suddenly remembered the presents he had bought for Su Yanyi. Although he hadn't given them to her yet, they seemed rather lackluster compared to what Su Yanyi had given him.
At this thought, Qin Jiran felt somewhat of a headache coming on. What was he thinking about, all this random nonsense? It seemed that Su Yanyi's gift had really given him quite the shock.
"Good? So you mean you like it?" Su Yanyi countered, seemingly unfazed that they were discussing a pair of underwear.
