"Why aren't you saying anything?" Su Yixing curiously turned Huo Qingyi's face to face him. "I like the gift you gave me. Aren't you supposed to be happy?"
Huo Qingyi then smiled and said, "I'm happy." After a pause, "I just didn't expect the Young Master would like it."
Su Yixing said, "You've been giving me gifts for so many years, it's about time you sent one that I'm satisfied with."
Huo Qingyi felt even more bitter in her heart, but still smiled and nodded, "As long as the Young Master likes it."
Su Yixing hugged her and gave her a quick kiss, then asked with some anticipation, "Did you make only one? Didn't you make one for yourself too?"
Huo Qingyi said curiously, "It's your birthday, not mine. Why would I make one for myself?"
Su Yixing was originally quite happy, but after hearing what Huo Qingyi said, his happiness diminished by three points, and he replied indifferently, "Usually, these things are made in pairs."
One for you, one for me.
