This time, Yan Yinuo heard it clearly, and her eyes, squinting into a slit, struggled open.
She saw Xu Zijin lying on top of her, his eyes bright and staring at her intensely.
Suddenly, Yan Yinuo sobered up a bit. His expression at the moment was extraordinarily amusing.
"Um, I didn't prepare a gift." She started to explain hesitantly.
"What?"
"Yeah, no gift."
Xu Zijin's face darkened, as if he was deeply disappointed.
He frowned, wanting to say something to her, but not knowing where to begin.
Should he complain to her? Asking Yan Yinuo for a gift wasn't really his style in the first place.
Xu Zijin turned over sulkily and lay down beside her, feeling dejected.
"Oh, I was just asking casually, don't take it seriously." After a while, his lazy voice reached Yan Yinuo's ear.
Was it really just a casual question?
Of course, Yan Yinuo didn't believe it, even Xu Zijin himself felt that the so-called casual question was a bit far-fetched.
