Yun Jiao stretched out her hand, yet Jiang Youzhi didn't come to take the box as expected. She looked up at him, "What, you don't want it?"
Jiang Youzhi replied slowly, "Of course I do."
He retreated a few steps, "Come in and open it for me, and besides, how do you use this thing? Demonstrate for me."
Yun Jiao didn't think much about it for a moment, would Jiang Youzhi's intelligence really need her to demonstrate?
She stepped in and placed the box on the table.
Just as she was about to open it, she said, "You better open it yourself, it feels more ceremonial that way."
Jiang Youzhi remembered this new term and soon grasped its meaning. Calmly approaching her, he slowly opened the box.
Once the box was opened, a faint fragrance wafted out, and the pink petals conveyed a soft romantic atmosphere.
Jiang Youzhi's eyes lit up.
Indeed, this was the kind of unique gift he had hoped someone would thoughtfully prepare for him.
