OBS Chapter 171 Gently, You Always Love to Tease Me
Chapter 171 Gently, You Always Love to Tease Me
Chapter 171 Gently, you always love to tease me
Xie Qing caught this moment, her smile widening as she teased, "So easily embarrassed~"
"Your ears again..."
As he moved closer, he saw that the other person's eyes were also red and watery. His voice seemed to be cut off by an invisible hand, and he suddenly choked up.
Xie Qing's eyes widened (⊙o⊙), and she tentatively asked, "Did you... cry?"
Huo Yunting's ears burned even hotter. He turned his head away, his tone calm but unable to hide a hint of panic, "No."
His vehement denial seemed as if he were desperately defending something.
Xie Qing's lips curled up, a knowing glint in her eyes, and she softly agreed, "Yes, if you say no, then no."
The tone carried a hint of indulgence, yet also a touch of teasing.
Huo Yunting unconsciously looked at Xie Qing, who raised his hand earnestly, patted his sturdy shoulder, and then smiled slyly.
"Anyway, this isn't the first time you've cried. Remember the first time you cried..."
"Gently!" The tone was clearly urgent.
Xie Qing raised her hand to cover the corners of her mouth that were turning up, her shoulders trembling slightly. "Alright, alright, I know our Tingting is shy, I'll stop now and not say anything more."
But just three seconds later, as if remembering something, he stared intently at Huo Yunting and asked a probing question, "Tingting, how come you become so shameless as soon as you get into bed?"
"..."
His usual composure and calmness shattered instantly. Huo Yunting coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment, "Really?"
Xie Qing smiled, and like a nimble kitten, she circled around to his side, picked up a small piece of cream, and smeared it on Huo Yunting's cheek. "Hmm... no."
Without warning, Huo Yunting got up and approached Xie Qing, placing his hands on the edge of the table and trapping her between his arms. As he moved, some cream from his cheek smeared onto Xie Qing's face.
She lowered her eyes slightly, her warm breath brushing against Xie Qing's ear, "Qingqing, you always tease me."
Seeing that she was about to anger him, Xie Qing quickly changed the subject, "It's time to divide the cake, um... let me out first."
Huo Yunting's gaze was intense and deep, fixed firmly on Xie Qing. He seemed to be considering whether to eat Xie Qing first or the cake first.
After a brief standoff, Xie Qing blinked and urged again, "Tingting~"
The last syllable rose gently, like a feather tickling the heart.
Huo Yunting gave him a deep look, and finally slowly took a few steps back. Xie Qing, who had regained his freedom, immediately began the great undertaking of dividing the cake, one piece for each person, just the right size.
After dinner, neither of them was particularly hungry, and there was still more than half of the cake left, which Xie carefully packed up and put into the refrigerator.
A smile bloomed in his beautiful fox-like eyes as he took Huo Yunting's hand, his eagerness evident. "There's still a little time left, let's go! I'll take you to see the gift for you."
The two hurried to a door, and Xie Qing said, "Push it open and take a look."
This room is a bit far from the living room, and Huo Yunting doesn't usually come here. At this moment, his heart inexplicably quickened, his gaze fell on the tightly closed door, he reached out and grasped the doorknob, and gently pushed it.
Warm yellow lights illuminated the room, and pale gold balloons hung in a staggered pattern around the perimeter, intertwined with silver ribbons.
On the wall, gold garlands spell out a huge "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" sign, with each letter surrounded by twinkling colored lights, making it look beautiful.
Beneath the garlands were many beautiful gift boxes, adorned with tiny gold leaf flakes, resembling twinkling stars in a vast night sky, attracting much attention.
In the very center, there was a long, antique-style carved table, on which sat a bunch of vibrant red roses. A few rose petals were scattered on the white, silk-like tablecloth, filling the room with a rich fragrance.
Beside the rose sat two adorable dolls. Upon closer inspection, one's eyebrows and expressions were strikingly similar to Xie Qing's, while the other was exactly like Huo Yunting.
"I was planning to have a candlelight dinner with you here, but you came back late, so that plan was scrapped."
Xie Qing said as she walked inside.
Huo Yunting looked both regretful and guilty. "Qingqing, you should have told me sooner."
He was filled with regret at that moment. Why had he listened to Luca's long, rambling ramblings for over two hours? He should have come back sooner.
"It's a surprise, if I tell you it's not a surprise anymore," Xie Qing said. "But I've learned my lesson, next time I'll have to ask you in advance if you're working overtime."
Huo Yunting frowned slightly, his expression serious. "Even if I have to work overtime, you can call me back."
"Qingqing, nothing is more important than you."
Xie Qing smiled and said, "Yes, I know."
After saying that, he went to the wall, picked up a smaller gift box, and handed it to Huo Yunting, saying, "Open the gift first."
Huo Yunting took the gift box and opened it. What came into view was a wristwatch. The dial was deep and dark, with fine diamonds sparkling like stars, and the central hands seemed to be traveling through a vast galaxy.
"Qingqing, I really like this gift."
Huo Yunting's lips curled up slightly, seemingly genuinely pleased. Xie Qing pointed to the gift box under the latte art, "Tingting, there's more."
Huo Yunting was slightly taken aback. "Those too?"
Xie Qing blinked and said with a smile, "That's right, there's no rule that says a person can only give one gift."
If he had more time, he would have prepared even more gifts.
……
Huo Yunting unpacked the gift boxes one by one, and brooches, ties, tie clips... all sorts of birthday gifts slowly "revealed their true forms".
Of course, his favorite gift was the pair of dolls that Xie Qing had crocheted herself, modeled after the two of them.
Huo Yunting bent down, stretched out his index finger, and poked the chubby face of the doll Xiao Xie. At that moment, a white light suddenly flashed in front of him.
Subconsciously looking up, I saw Xie Qing holding a Polaroid camera in one hand, and deftly taking out the photo that had just been taken with the other hand, gently fanning it.
As the photo slowly developed, Xie Qing looked at it and unabashedly praised himself, "Tsk tsk, as expected of me, it's really well taken!"
As she spoke, she held up the photo in front of Huo Yunting, raised an eyebrow, and smiled, "Is it a good photo?"
"nice."
Huo Yunting doesn't really like taking pictures, but if Xie Qing is the one holding the camera, it's a different story.
Xie Qing snapped a bunch of photos of him, and the two of them took many photos together, sometimes leaning against each other, sometimes making funny faces... They only stopped when they ran out of a hundred sheets of paper.
Huo Yunting picked out a few photos of the two of them together from a pile of pictures with great interest, intending to frame them and put them in his office.
……
At 11:59 PM, Xie Qing posted a Weibo message: My lovely husband, happy birthday!
The accompanying photo on Weibo shows a man sitting at a table in the center of a dimly lit room, with only his neck and below exposed. In front of him is a beautifully decorated cake with candles on it.