"Do you like the gift I gave you?" Perhaps having ntally prepared herself before coming over, Su Yanyi seed much more at ease compared to Qin Jiran’s discomfort. After all, it was just a black pair of underwear she made for Qin Jiran—what was the big deal?
Qin Jiran felt his face heating up. Receiving underwear from the person he cherished was truly a cause for shyness!
"It’s, it’s nice, thank you," Qin Jiran replied, his ears turning red. Hearing the word "gift," however, Qin Jiran suddenly rembered the presents he had bought for Su Yanyi. Although he hadn’t given them to her yet, they seed rather lackluster compared to what Su Yanyi had given him.
At this thought, Qin Jiran felt sowhat of a headache coming on. What was he thinking about, all this random nonsense? It seed that Su Yanyi’s gift had really given him quite the shock.
"Good? So you an you like it?" Su Yanyi countered, seemingly unfazed that they were discussing a pair of underwear.
Qin Jiran nodded sowhat speechlessly. Could he say he didn’t like it? Of course, he didn’t dislike it—it was just that he had never received such a gift before and found it baffling, that’s all.
Actually, Qin Jiran was quite skeptical. He couldn’t understand what Su Yanyi was thinking; why would she gift him a pair of black underwear? No wonder she hadn’t allowed him to take it out in public. If other people found out... cough cough, it was better not to think about that scene.
"Then put them on for to see," Su Yanyi said sowhat unnaturally, as if what she asked Qin Jiran to try on was just an ordinary piece of outerwear.
Qin Jiran truly struggled to control his stiff expression, pulling at the corner of his eye wordlessly as he looked at Su Yanyi, wondering if she was teasing him or genuinely wanted to have a look.
If it were the forr, he might as well just give in and give Yanyi a laugh. As long as Yanyi was happy, so was he. But if it were the latter... Qin Jiran didn’t know if he would really put on the underwear for Yanyi to see!
"Yanyi, this... your gift is so nice, I’m planning on keeping it as a treasured item. How could I bear to wear it?" Qin Jiran said with an awkward smile, about to put the underwear back into its box. Not to ntion that it was a gift handmade by Yanyi for him, even if it wasn’t, it wouldn’t be appropriate to change underwear in front of Yanyi, right...?
Ah! A sudden flash of realization went through Qin Jiran’s mind, reminding him of sothing he had been neglecting!
Handmade by Yanyi? Handmade!
Qin Jiran eyed the black underwear in the box with a peculiar look. The stitches at its edges truly seed a bit irregular. On closer inspection, they looked sowhat uneven.
Could it be that these underwear were actually made by Yanyi for him? At this thought, Qin Jiran’s expression kept changing!
In fact, no matter what the gift was, as long as it was from Yanyi, he would like it. Even though this gift was slightly bizarre, Qin Jiran was still very happy, and at this mont, realizing that it wasn’t just given to him but also handmade by Yanyi, it held an even more significant aning.
Aside from the awkwardness and shyness in his gaze, Qin Jiran looked at Su Yanyi with eyes brimming with emotion and, without waiting for Yanyi to say anything else, he asked with a faltering voice, "Yanyi, did you make this?"
Su Yanyi raised her eyebrows, her eyes flickering with surprise and perhaps annoyance, but it was only montary. She quickly composed herself and answered very calmly, "Of course, I did."
Qin Jiran blinked and then suddenly laughed, the last bit of embarrassnt disappearing from his face, and he looked at Su Yanyi with incredibly tender eyes.
"Thank you, your craftsmanship is very good," Qin Jiran said gratefully.
Su Yanyi raised an eyebrow, clearly noting the change in Qin Jiran’s deanor. But she didn’t pay it much attention; no matter what Qin was like, it was all the sa to her. Any version of him was pressure-free and comfortable to be around.
"Then put them on and let see," Su Yanyi persisted with her request. Whether she wanted to see or not was secondary; the System was insisting on it!
"Alright!" This ti, Qin Jiran hesitated no longer. If Yanyi, a woman, didn’t mind, why should he, a grown man, be so coy? Since Yanyi wanted to see, then she shall.
"I’ll go change in the bathroom!" It’s fine to let her see, but it wouldn’t be proper to change underwear right here in front of Yanyi. Holding the underwear, Qin Jiran went into the bathroom.
Seeing how readily the man agreed, Su Yanyi was sowhat surprised, but she took a seat on the bed with a sense of anticipation as if preparing to enjoy a show.
Soon, Qin Jiran returned. However, he was discreetly draped in a bathrobe, covering all the important parts. On stepping out and seeing Su Yanyi waiting to look, he said sowhat helplessly, "It fits well, cough, um, do you want to see it?"
As an artist, though he had never appeared on screen in underwear, he had worn swim trunks before, which were essentially the sa thing. It was only because he was facing Yanyi that Qin Jiran felt so uncomfortable.
"Of course!" Su Yanyi replied, as if it were the most natural thing to do.
Qin Jiran’s gaze flickered, deepening considerably and even shining with a strange light, as if so thought had struck him, his eyes on Su Yanyi growing ever more profound.
And it was at this mont of change in Qin Jiran’s gaze that the atmosphere in the bedroom seed to shift. With Qin Jiran’s fingers moving slowly, the mood grew increasingly intimate. Su Yanyi, watching his eyes, picked up on a different flavor in them.
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