Nan Sichen was slightly taken aback, not expecting Qin Yin to take the initiative to kiss him. His heart was as sweet as if he had eaten honey, but he maintained an especially calm demeanor, simply clearing his throat gently, seeming indifferent.
Qin Yin asked, "What's with that expression?"
Nan Sichen didn't have a chance to speak before Nianzhi chimed in, with a particularly aggrieved expression on the verge of tears, "Daddy, today is clearly my birthday, why did you give Mommy a gift and not me?"
Qin Yin was slightly startled, looking at Nianzhi's big eyes welling up with tears glancing at her feet. Moments ago, she was full of emotions and excitement, but now she suddenly felt guilty.
She cleared her throat and said, "Well, how about Mommy gives this to you?"
"I don't want it," Nianzhi pouted and then finally burst into tears, "Why don't I have a gift? Daddy is biased, boohoo..."
