Baili Xia was a bit resistant to getting too close to Mu Xiaojiu, so as soon as she got off, she immediately backed away.
No matter what, their relationship was extremely awkward right now.
This man was unpredictable, and she couldn't figure out what he was thinking, nor did she know how to interact with him.
Mu Xiaojiu didn't stop her from dodging away. He just parked the Harley and then turned to look at her.
He spread out his large, calloused hand, rough from years of training, in front of her: "Gift."
Gift?
Baili Xia looked up and met his serious gaze, taken aback.
"You... such a big man, you want a gift... too?"
By the end, under his cold, sharp stare, the words barely made it out of her mouth.
Well, everyone has the right to have a birthday, so everyone should receive gifts, whether male or female.
But, but... "Isn't your birthday tomorrow? Why... why do you want it today?"
"I was born at midnight, crossing the date, so both days are my birthday."
