Chang’an Peasant Girl

"Well, thank you Miss Lele for your advice. wヤノ亅丶メ...." Huo Qingyi thanked her sincerely. She really didn't know what to give Su Yixing, so she asked Gong Le.

However, this purse is worthless, can Su Yixing like it?

Su Yixing has always liked rare and precious things. But she also gave him rare and precious things before, but he didn't like it.

Don't understand

Huo Qingyi really didn't understand, and she really didn't know what to give as a gift, so she decided to follow Gong Le's suggestion and actually embroider a purse for Su Yixing as a birthday gift.

Because it was a birthday gift after all, it couldn't be without a sense of mystery. Therefore, Huo Qingyi did not embroider any purse in front of Su Yixing, but secretly embroidered it, planning to have the purse ready when Su Yixing was twenty-three years old. Give it to Su Yixing on his birthday.

Su Yixing saw Huo Qingyi making things secretly, but he didn't say anything. Even pretend not to see it.

But, to be honest, he really had no idea what she was doing secretly.

Because the two of them slept together every night, as soon as Su Yixing woke up on the sixth day of June, he smiled and asked Huo Qingyi, who was also awake: "It's my birthday today, where is the gift?"

Huo Qingyi got up and went to the dressing table without putting on a coat. Then, from a small box on the dressing table, he took out a very delicate and compact purse.

Standing in front of the dressing table with his back to Su Yixing, Huo Qingyi looked at the purse in his hand and hesitated, wondering whether he should give it to Su Yixing.

This thing was really too cheap and worthless at all. She was really afraid that Su Yixing would be angry again, and she was still very angry.

But the question is, if she doesn’t give this, what else will she give?

She was unprepared for anything but this.

Su Yixing didn't put on his coat or get out of bed. He sat there cross-legged and smiled at Huo Qingyi, who had his back turned to him and never came back: "What on earth did you hold for so long?"

Huo Qingyi turned around awkwardly, and at the same time, quickly hid the things in his hands behind his back so that Su Yixing wouldn't see them.

Slowly walking back to the bed, she lowered her head. After a long while, she slowly stretched the purse hidden behind her in front of Su Yixing. She still whispered in fear: "Mr., please don't be angry. "

Su Yixing felt baffled.

But when he saw the purse in Huo Qingyi's hand, his eyebrows instantly raised: "Is this purse your birthday gift to me?"

Huo Qingyi said bravely, "Yes." She still didn't dare to look up at him, for fear that he would get angry.

Su Yixing asked again: "Did you do it yourself?"

"Um."

"Very good." Su Yixing smiled, and pulled Huo Qingyi with his hand. Huo Qingyi was pulled to sit on the bed, and at the same time, she was held in his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder and looked at the purse that he had taken over. The corners of his mouth curled up even if he wanted to.

In the past, she always gave him some very expensive things, which were clearly meant to deal with him, but he didn't like them. But it was different today. This thing was embroidered and made by her stitch by stitch, and he was very happy.

Huo Qingyi tilted his head, looked at Su Yixing's upturned corners of his mouth, and asked in a daze, "Ms. sir, do you like this birthday gift very much?"

Su Yixing smiled and nodded: "Yeah, I like it very much." After saying that, he even kissed her.

Huo Qingyi was suddenly filled with bitterness and couldn't be happy at all. No wonder he likes Gong Le. Gong Le just mentioned a gift and she gave it to him, and he actually liked it so much.

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