"Did you two go shopping together?" Tong Wangjun asked.

"Of course a girl's birthday gift must be accompanied by a girl to know whether it is what you want." Song Zihao nodded, "Open it and see if you like it."

"Of course Xiaojun will like a gift worth more than 600 yuan," Xiao Mi said.

Tong Wangjun glanced at Xiao Mi, lowered his head and opened the box. Inside was a necklace.

"How is it, do you like it?" Song Zihao asked Tong Wangjun with a smile.

"This gift is too expensive, I can't ask for it." Tong Wangjun closed the box, "As long as it comes to your heart, you don't necessarily need a gift."

"Take it, six to seven hundred yuan is just half of my pocket money. If you save a little bit, you can save it." Song Zihao said lightly, "Shall I put it on for you?"

"No need." Tong Wangjun shook his head.

"Xiaojun is shy, why do boys wear so many things? Let me put it on for you." Xiao Mi took the box from Tong Wangjun and took out the necklace, "This necklace is so beautiful, made of pure gold. I want one too.

It’s a pity that no one bought it for me.”

Xiao Mi took the necklace to Tong Wangjun and was about to put it on Tong Wangjun. She found a necklace on Tong Wangjun's neck and was very surprised: "Xiaojun, there is a necklace on your neck."

"Well, I already have a necklace, so there is really no need to give this necklace to me." Tong Wangjun turned to look at Song Zihao, "Thank you for your kindness."

Song Zihao also had some surprises: "The necklace on your neck was given to you by your aunt, right? The necklace I gave you was bought by myself. It's different. If you hold it, it's okay to wear the two necklaces interchangeably."

"The necklace on my neck was not given to me by my mother, but by Su Xing." Tong Wangjun said, "I already have a necklace, so I don't need yours. Thank you very much. You guys can come over and give it to me."

It’s my birthday and I’m already very happy.”

"No way, how could it be that Su Xing gave it to you? I didn't see Su Xing bring a gift to you, there were only a few of us. Could it be that he gave you a gift when we went out?" Xiao Mi asked.

Song Zihao's face looked a little ugly, but he didn't say anything and looked at Su Xing and Tong Wangjun quietly.

"It was given to me by Su Xing when I left Hubei City." Tong Wangjun said.

"So that's it, it doesn't matter. Since it was given to you at that time, it can't be regarded as a birthday gift. I said how could he go all the way from E City to the capital just to celebrate your birthday? How could he go such a long way?

Is it that romantic?" Xiao Mi said.

"I brought a gift." Su Xing suddenly said.

"You don't mean to say that courtesy is less important than affection, are you bringing a blessing? If so, I advise you not to say it." Xiao Mi said.

Su Xing smiled, took out a delicate small box from his pocket, and handed it to Tong Wangjun: "Happy birthday."

The box was very delicate, with a bow tied on it. After Tong Wangjun took it, he felt strange: "Is this really a gift for me?"

"Today is your birthday, of course it's a gift for you." Su Xing nodded, "If you don't want to open it, you can open it again after you go back. The way foreigners do it is actually not suitable for the national conditions. They don't know how to care for others.

Consider: Gifts are light on etiquette but heavy on affection, giving someone a birthday gift

It doesn’t have to be a very expensive gift, as long as it comes to your mind. Not opening the gift in front of friends is to take care of the face of those who are from relatively poor families and don’t have much money. In this regard, foreigners are not as good as us.

Well, there’s no need to learn from them.”

"You said that, because the gift you gave Xiaojun was not good, you are looking for a way out for yourself?" Xiao Mi and Su Xing did not deal with each other, and targeted Su Xing everywhere, "In this case, it is even more important to take a look at what you have prepared for Xiaojun.

What a gift."

Tong Wangjun looked up at Su Xing: "Can you open it? I want to take a look too."

"Okay, you can open it if you want." It doesn't matter if you wake up.

Tong Wangjun opened the box. Inside the box was a women's watch. It was very exquisite, very small, exquisite and clear. Tong Wangjun smiled and seemed to like it very much. He took it out and put it on his hand.

Su Xing saw that Tong Wangjun hadn't put it on for a long time, so he stretched out his hand to help Tong Wangjun put on the watch. His fingers inevitably touched Tong Wangjun's wrist. Neither Su Xing nor Tong Wangjun showed any special emotions. Such a touch seemed not worth it to the two of them.

What a fuss.

In daily life, this kind of thing seems to have happened many times.

Tong Wangjun and Su Xing didn't feel strange, but their actions caused slight changes in the expressions of other people in the private room. Hu Yu and Xiao Mi looked at each other, and both of them looked at Song Zihao in unison.

Wang Kai and Chen Jin also looked at each other.

Everything is in the subtlety.

"Wear it now and I'll help you adjust the time." Su Xing took out his phone and checked the time, then adjusted the time on his watch.

Taking two steps back, Su Xing took a look: "Yes, this watch suits you very well, and your temperament has deepened a bit."

Tong Wangjun glanced at Su Xing: "Listening to what you said, it seemed like I had no temperament before?"

"You used to have a temperament, but it was just cold. Now you have a necklace and a watch, and you look more noble." Su Xing said, "Buddhas rely on gold, and people rely on clothes. Although you don't have to be well-dressed to be successful.

It reflects temperament, but most of the time, good clothing and reasonable matching can really highlight a person’s temperament.”

"How do you know it's my birthday today? I never told you." Tong Wangjun asked Su Xing.

"I wouldn't know if you didn't tell me?" Su Xing smiled, "The two of us have lived together for a few months. I noticed it when you filled in your identity information, so I remembered it."

"But last time when we left Hubei City and we had cake together, you didn't know my birthday..." Tong Wangjun said mid-sentence, and suddenly looked at Su Xing, "Did you deliberately pretend not to know my birthday last time?

"

"I just wanted to see if you were willing to tell me, but you didn't say anything on the train." Su Xing smiled, "Okay, let's eat the cake."

"As expected, your bad taste has never changed." Tong Wangjun scorned Su Xing.

In the private room, Song Zihao was a little distracted. Su Xing and Tong Wangjun chatted for five or six minutes, and they seemed very familiar with each other, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Don't think too much, can a relationship of a few months be compared to a friendship of more than ten years?" Hu Yu patted Song Zihao on the shoulder, "Eat the cake, I will help you deal with him later and let him know that some people are

Can’t get close.”
Chapter completed!