I have been a little happy, and I like to jump when I am happy.
She jumped to Gu Qingrong's side. Gu Qingrong was worried that she would fall down and reached out and subconsciously grabbed her hand to hold her.
Zeng passed and looked around and joked, "Yo, my boyfriend was confessed again today."
Gu Qingrong raised his eyebrows: "This is common."
She muttered discontentedly, glanced at the gift in his hand and asked, "Is this a gift for me?"
"Hmm."
"May I have a look?"
"No."
"Why?"
"I'll see yours first."
"That won't work either."
Gu Qingrong frowned lightly and pondered for a while: "What should I do then? We don't want to show each other gifts. How can we survive this festival?"
Zeng passed and laughed, "Well, well, it's cold. I think I'll give you my gift first so that you won't catch a cold."
She bowed her head, took out a small gift box from the carton she was carrying, and handed it to him.
The gift box is big red, with gorgeous and beautiful colors, with a very neat and beautiful bow on it. The wrapping paper is very delicate and beautiful, and it looks like it has been packaged with great care.
Seeing this, Gu Qingrong suddenly thought of the gift he would give her later...
Kachaka... I hope she can bear his "love" later.
Gu Qingrong was trying to put his things on the ground and took the gift box, but he was stopped by Zeng Shao and said, "Don't move, I'll do it."
Therefore, under his sight, he carefully opened the bow step by step, then opened the wrapping paper, and then opened the box-
Hmm?
After opening the heavy package, what lay inside was a big red scarf?
He was shocked.
Zeng passed and picked it up from the box and asked, "Does it look good?"
Gu Qingrong glanced.
It's a big red scarf. The thread used in the scarf is of good quality, a little fluffy, fluffy, soft and comfortable to the touch.
The width of the scarf is not too large, it can be just the circumference of his neck, but I feel that the weaving skill of this towel is not very high, and the thread penetration and sealing thread at the edge are not tight enough, resulting in some looseness beside it.
Seeing a flash of surprise in his eyes, he was a little lost and asked, "What do you think? I woven it myself."
Holding her eyes and looking left and right, she felt OK and murmured to herself, "I think it's OK..."
Gu Qingrong hesitated and looked up at her: "Did you knit it yourself?"
"Hmm." She looked a little worried, "so how does it feel? Is it good-looking?"
"You..." He smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth. "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"Nonsense! Of course I have to listen to your truth."
"A little... ugly."
"..." Just about to put the scarf around his neck action so forcefully to stop.
She looked up at him, withdrew her hand and said, "Then I'd better listen to lies."
For the first time, the boy creaked and laughed, and in the end, he almost couldn't sta