"..." Yun Si looked at him, and then at the small gift he brought wrapped in oil paper.

The height difference forced her to raise her head slightly to look at it. Smelling the scent of sugar in the air that even the oil paper could not block, she was silent for a moment and took it.

"Thanks."

He seemed to really treat her like a six or seven-year-old child who loves sweets.

Obviously, she had emphasized not to treat her as a child.

But he didn't seem to listen.

He even conjured up a bird woven from bamboo strips, with a similar and lifelike shape, and sent it to her, shaking it as if to make her laugh.

"This is a little bird." He stared at her with a smile, "I made it myself, can I give it to you?"

"..." The beautiful person in front of her tilted her head slightly.

When she heard that he had made it himself, she seemed more interested. She took it, lowered her head and held it in both hands, and looked at it carefully.

Her clear white fingers held the delicate little bamboo bird. She was looking at the bird, and he was looking at her.

Afraid of breaking the bird, she was a little more careful. After reading it, she raised her head, her twinkling eyes slightly curved, and her tone was more joyful: "Thank you, I like this."

In fact, I don't like the somewhat childish gadgets like the little bamboo bird, I just like his hand-made care.

He made it with his own hands and took it seriously. She naturally likes it and won't be picky.

She could feel his friendliness towards her. After she accepted it, she thought about it and said, "Reciprocity is a given. Next time I have a chance, I will also give you a gift."

"Is there anything you want, sir?"

He is a thoughtful little man who knows etiquette. Looking at him like this makes him even more lovable.

Mr. Pei, who had spent some time preparing gifts, stared at her extraordinarily sincere and beautiful little face without moving, curling his lips.

His extraordinarily tall body bent even further, and he leaned down, trying to be as eye-level as possible with her, so that she and he could talk to each other on an equal footing.

She wanted to reciprocate, and he seemed to have already thought about the answer, saying: "On the Mid-Autumn Festival in a while, there will be a lantern festival and fireworks in the city. If you have time during those days, would you like to come out with me? Walk?"

"..." Yun Si looked at him.

"It won't take long," he added, as if he was afraid she would refuse, "Just go out for a walk and I'll be back soon. I'll take you back."

"If you are willing, we can also go for a walk outside the city. I heard... the osmanthus flowers outside the city are about to bloom. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the city will be filled with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which is a rare spectacle. If you missed it..."

"good."

Before he finished seducing him, the particularly innocent and weak little man in front of him nodded and agreed.

Pei Tingwen, who was mentally prepared for the possibility of being rejected, paused, and then his mood seemed better.

Without control, he reached out and touched her delicate face.

The touch was warm and soft, and with her particularly attractive aura, he subconsciously reached forward.

Touching it, what was revealed on the fingertips was an indescribable intimacy.

Lover's intimacy.

Immediately, both of them were stunned.

An Jingjing opened his eyes and had his face touched, but he didn't have any big reaction. He just touched it without any sign of disgust or resistance.

On the contrary, it was the person who took the initiative, who paused with his outstretched hand, and then quickly retracted it as if nothing had happened.

Then, like an elder treating a younger one, he touched her head symbolically, with natural movements and natural tone, naturally trying to make up for his somewhat abrupt actions just now.

"There was some dirt and I wiped it off."

(End of chapter)