The taut muscles made her heartbeat suddenly quicken.
That arm looked so strong—maybe he could lift her up with one hand.
A little scary.
She shook off the frightening thoughts from her mind, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked forward two steps.
“Jiang Xiao.”
“Hmm?”
Jiang Xiao turned his head and saw Song Qiuyu had already taken off her hood.
Her slightly messy hair floated in the wind, her cheeks were flushed for some reason, and her eyes were a little wet, as if she had just gone through something deeply embarrassing.
“Did something happen?”
“Nothing happened. I just went to buy you a Christmas Gift, and then… bought some Private Items for myself.”
Song Qiuyu shook her head.
When she said the last part, despite trying her best to suppress her embarrassment, her gaze couldn’t help but drift elsewhere, not daring to look at him directly.
After all, Women’s Underwear was simply too private a thing.
Even more so for women’s.
“I see.”
Jiang Xiao finished a few stretching exercises, then got up from the sofa, picking up the bag beside him as he did so.
But he deliberately hid it behind his back, as if wanting to give her a surprise.
With such an obvious attempt to hide it, Song Qiuyu certainly noticed, but decisively pretended not to, playing along with him.
“I also bought a gift for you.”
With that, Jiang Xiao coughed lightly, then took out the bag from behind his back and looked at her deeply.
“I hope you’ll like it.”
Song Qiuyu tried to act calm as she took the bag, but as she opened it, her composure gradually vanished.
Huh?
A Scarf?
She held her breath.
Why was this Scarf exactly the same style she had bought, even the color was the same blue?
“What’s wrong, don’t you like it?” Jiang Xiao asked, testing her reaction.
Song Qiuyu pressed her lips together tightly.
She didn’t think too much about the matching Scarves; after all, there were only so many styles of Scarves sold on the street.
As for why Jiang Xiao gave her a Scarf, maybe it was because his own neck felt cold, so he gave her something he himself thought was very necessary?
She decided to chalk it up to coincidence, but what really troubled her was—if she gave him the Scarf now, wouldn’t that make them a matching couple’s set?
Ba-dump, ba-dump… ba-dump, ba-dump…
The sound of her heart pounding was so noisy, like countless bees buzzing into her head, making her mind hum so loudly she couldn’t hear anything else.
By instinct, she opened her mouth and said, “I like it. This is my gift for you—take a look too!” Without looking, she shoved one of the bags into his hands, then stumbled, dazed, into the Bedroom.
As soon as she closed the Bedroom door behind her and leaned back against it, she finally breathed out in relief.
So embarrassing!
She had no idea what Jiang Xiao would think after seeing the Scarf.
She sighed, her legs a little weak, and walked to sit on the bed, lowering her eyes to glance at the two bags in her hand.
She picked up the bag with the Women’s Underwear, wanting to take it out and hide it away.
But as soon as she reached in, what she pulled out was that blue school…
She paused, then picked up the other bag and took a look. The next second, she stood up in shock.
She had grabbed the wrong bag.
In her mind, she imagined Jiang Xiao opening the bag and seeing the Women’s Underwear.
“Jiang Xiao!”
With a creak, she flung open the door and rushed out.
Jiang Xiao was still standing where he was, back to her.
When he heard her anxious voice, he immediately turned around to look at her.
“What’s wrong?”
Jiang Xiao looked at the girl standing at the door, her face completely red, and spoke.
“I think I gave you the wrong bag. You haven’t opened it yet, have you?”
Cold sweat kept trickling down Song Qiuyu’s face.
“Not yet.”
Jiang Xiao lowered his eyes and shook his head.
“That’s great!”
Song Qiuyu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly went up to swap the real gift bag for him, keeping her eyes on the bag containing the Women’s Underwear.
“Here, this is your real gift.”
“Seeing you this nervous, is there something in this bag I’m not allowed to see?”
Jiang Xiao handed the bag back to her.
“It’s not that you can’t see it, but it’s my Private Items. Best not to look. If you do, it might damage your eyes!” Saying this, Song Qiuyu tried to look calm as she took back the bag with the Women’s Underwear, turned, and headed back to the Bedroom.
“Little Fallen Leaf!”
Jiang Xiao suddenly called out to her.
Song Qiuyu paused in her tracks.
“Let’s have Fire Pot at home tonight, just the two of us. What do you think?”
Jiang Xiao said with a smile.
“Sure, but we’ll need a lot of ingredients, right? Shall we go out to buy them later?”
Song Qiuyu glanced back at Jiang Xiao.
“No need, I already bought everything.” Jiang Xiao’s smile was bright.
Hearing that, Song Qiuyu blinked her beautiful almond-shaped eyes twice, drawing in a sharp breath.
Isn’t this guy a little too reliable? Is he that eager to show off his boyfriend skills to her?
Naive.
But she could only accept this reliable boyfriend power—there was really no reason to refuse.
With another creak, the Bedroom door closed again.
The smile slowly faded from Jiang Xiao’s face.
He looked down, absent-mindedly gazing at the bag in his hands, unable to come back to his senses for a long while.
He had just lied.
There are so many types of Fire Pot.
The one on their table tonight had not a single chili in sight, and even several sticks of sugar cane were added to the base.
The sweet fragrance of sugar cane mingled with the aroma of ingredients, filling the entire Living Room.
They ate while chatting, glancing out the window from time to time.
Thankfully, the weather forecast was uncannily accurate today; the Snow started falling right on cue.
So, Song Qiuyu decisively brought Jiang Xiao out onto the Balcony to enjoy the Snow.
“What are you thinking? Still thinking about Xixi? How about we take a photo of the Snow and send it to her?”
After watching the Snow for a while, she noticed the person beside her seemed absent-minded, so she teased him deliberately.
“I just suddenly want to drink Beer.”
Jiang Xiao turned to look at her, his low and pleasant voice roughened by the wind and Snow, a little hoarse, a little raspy.
“Drinking a little is fine, just don’t get drunk.”
Just hearing the word ‘Beer’ made Song Qiuyu remember some unpleasant memories. She turned her face away, not wanting to look at him.
The bone-chilling Snow wind swept mercilessly by, and she couldn’t help rubbing her arms, suddenly losing interest in watching the Snow and wanting to go back inside to eat.
Then, she saw the person beside her suddenly take off his warm coat and step forward to drape it over her shoulders, making her freeze for a moment.
But she only paused for a second before shaking her head in refusal.
“You’d better wear it yourself. If you get sick, I’ll have to take care of you!”
She muttered, turning to return to her seat, sitting down, and picking up her chopsticks to continue eating Fire Pot.
“Drinking alone is no fun. Will you keep me company?”
Just as she was slurping potato noodles, Jiang Xiao brought over two cans of Beer, sat down across from her, and said in a calm voice.