Chapter 279

A herbaceous fragrance with a cold taste came to the nostrils.

Yuan Bao was stunned.

The boy's slightly hoarse voice came from next to his ear: "What did he show you? What did he say? Why did it take so long?"

"Cub?!"

The familiar voice made Yuan Bao instantly excited: "Why are you here? Isn't it impossible to contact me? Isn't it impossible to let others know that you know me? How come..."

"I sneaked out. Now, happy birthday."

A small gift box with exquisite packaging was placed in front of Yuan Bao.

Yuan Bao froze for a moment, never thought that today was his birthday.

She has never had a birthday since she was a child.

When I was a child, I would beg, but Chen Jian refused.

For Chen Jian, her birth was a mistake, so why would she celebrate her birthday?

So Yuan Bao forgot.

I never remember my own birthday.

You ask her to tell her the exact date of birth, and Yuan Bao can only get it down when she recites her ID number.

At first question, she couldn't even tell what month and date it was.

"How do you know it's my birthday?"

People who lack love are easily moved by little things.

For example, Yuan Bao didn't even see what the gift inside the gift box was.

I was so moved by the young man's heart.

"Of course I know! I also know that you finished the banquet today, drank wine, and was sent back by Duan! What did he show you? What did he say?"

Although he was moved, Wei Zifeng had to pay attention to what he just saw from the window.

If it wasn't for a surprise for his Bao'er, he would have rushed out.

"It's nothing, just a donation book." Yuan Bao said suddenly, "By the way, I forgot why he had that donation book!"

Seeing that the presents were all put aside, Wei Zifeng was in a hurry: "I am already here, and you are still thinking about others! Didn't you open the presents and have a look?"

Yuan Bao: "..." Isn't that what you keep asking yourself?

Unpacking the beautifully packaged small box, Yuan Bao found a hairpin inside.

A jasper-colored, extremely transparent hairpin.

It looks similar to the hairpin that Zai Zai gave her when she was playing the game before, except that this one is made of pure emerald.

But Yuan Bao's hair is not enough for hairpins.

Besides, this is modern...

Yuan Bao is holding the hairpin, a little confused.

Seeing her expression, Wei Zifeng didn't seem to like it, and quickly explained: "Before, I really wanted to give you a hairpin, but at that time I didn't have money, so I could only buy you the cheapest one. Now that I have made money myself, the first sum of money was used to buy this hairpin. Don't you...don't like it?"

"No, it's beautiful, and I like it very much. It's just too expensive, and I don't need it because my hair is so short... But I like it, thank you for thinking of me."

On the hairpin, there is also a line of small characters: life and death are in agreement with each other, and talk to Zicheng.

Yuan Bao's face slowly turned red.

Feeling the hand still on the waist, it also slowly tightened.

He whispered: "Where we are, hairpins are a token of love."

With a sudden movement, the originally red cheeks instantly turned into ripe tomatoes.

Originally, he just thought this hairpin was pretty, but now it has given a new meaning to the jadeite hairpin, Yuanbao likes it more and more the more he looks at it.

"So you liked me so early?"

I haven't seen her for a few months, but I don't feel strange. Yuan Bao still likes to tease her shy cub...

(End of this chapter)

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