"Say yes? Okay? Xiao Feiqi? Boyfriend?" Jia Mingchuan was shameless and planned to use all his persuasion skills to get her to agree.
Su Ziqian lowered his head and bit Jia Mingchuan's shoulder before slowly asking, "Tell me, how small is your wish?"
Jia Mingchuan: "I'll buy you a set of ethnic clothing. You can wear it, and I want to take pictures of you."
"That's it?" Su Ziqian incredulously broke free from Jia Mingchuan's embrace. "I was hoping you'd make some unexpected wish... Can't you be a little more mature?"
Jia Mingchuan's voice still had a nasal tone, and he tried to tear off the blood-stained tissue to explain to Ziqian.
Su Ziqian: "Don't move."
Jia Mingchuan: "But he can't speak clearly, and his voice is nasal. And he's not handsome either..."
He turned his head to the side, his ears turning red, which made Su Ziqian really want to tease him.
"Handsome, this is the most handsome." Su Ziqian said very casually.
Jia Mingchuan: "I don't believe you, so please promise me you'll let me take a picture, okay? I've taken pictures of so many landscapes and so many people, but I have so few pictures of you. I only have pictures from when we were together in high school..."
Su Ziqian raised an eyebrow. "Ethnic costumes? You don't mean the kind that exposes the waist, is barefoot, and requires wearing a silver headdress, do you?"
Jia Mingchuan was shocked upon hearing this, "How did you guess?"
Su Ziqian: "..."Then please stop staring at my waist."
"It's just wearing clothes and taking a picture, what's the big deal? Do you need to put on makeup?" Su Ziqian's lips curled up.
Jia Mingchuan: "No need for makeup. Ziqian has beautiful lips and teeth, and her eyes and eyebrows are very pretty. You would definitely look better than Bai Chongxuan in women's clothing!"
"Oh? You remember it quite clearly~" Su Ziqian looked at him with a deep gaze.
Jia Mingchuan immediately waved his hand. "No, no, no, it's not that I remember clearly, but Wang Xinyang used Bai Chongxuan's cross-dressing photo as his profile picture. Wang Xinyang also likes to post it on his WeChat Moments from time to time, it's hard not to see it."
Su Ziqian: "..." They really know how to play.
"Who is the one, Bai Chongxuan or Wang Xinyang?" Su Ziqian was quite curious to know.
Jia Mingchuan: "I don't know, Wang Xinyang?"
Su Ziqian shook his head. "I think Bai Chongxuan is more likely to be number 1."
Jia Mingchuan asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Su Ziqian: "I don't know either, maybe it's about creating a contrast?"
"You seem to have forgotten that we were already together," Su Ziqian reminded him.
"I haven't forgotten, you already promised. So, is there anything you want to do now? I can help you achieve it, within my capabilities."
Su Ziqian rested his chin on his hand and looked at him.
"Yes, many things, like hoping you can buy me my favorite flowers, go for a run together in the morning, make my favorite breakfast... I won't waste a single minute or second with you."
Jia Mingchuan stared blankly at him, unsure how to describe his feelings. Excitement, elation, wanting to burst into song? That would be too childish, none of those.
After these words of confession were spoken, even the air we breathed tasted sweet.
He didn't know what to say at this moment to match Su Ziqian's simple yet romantic words.
"I want to have every single second of you. What you've said is all things I can easily do. You can ask more of me..."
As Su Ziqian watched his face slowly turn as red as a shrimp, his heart felt as if it were being slowly squeezed by someone's hand, and his breathing became labored.
Jia Mingchuan was a bit dim-witted, but what could he do? This person was his precious treasure.
"Okay, then come here."
Jia Mingchuan moved closer to him.
Su Ziqian looked up and kissed him on the cheek. "A reward."
After he finished speaking, Chuan's face turned even redder.