Gu Xiuyi didn't refuse, the pillow in his arms was fragrant, the same smell as Ji Ruan, he didn't understand why Ji Ruan, a boy, smelled so fragrant, even the things he usually used could be pickled.

Are boys all over the world like this?

Probably not, when Song Ling and Li Suian were young, their bodies were covered with the smell of sweat rolling in the basketball court.

"Boss Gu?" Ji Ruanbai shook his palm in front of his eyes, "What are you thinking?"

Gu Xiuyi came back to his senses, and said calmly, "It's nothing." He lifted his chin toward the table, "What are you drawing?" "

Ji Ruan touched the half-drawn pattern, "You mean this? It's Zizhang's birthday flower, the mountain primrose."

He laughed as he said, "The language of flowers is compassion, and it feels like it but doesn't quite look like it. "

Birthday flowers..." Gu Xiuyi's voice was a little low, and nothing could be seen on his expression, but Ji Ruan somehow felt that he was not in a good mood.

Before Ji Ruan could ask, Gu Xiuyi casually found a piece of A4 paper to cover the drawing, and pulled Ji Ruan Weiliang's wrist: "Don't talk about others, isn't your birthday coming soon? Have you thought about how to spend it?"

His palm was very hot, and Ji Ruan was reluctant to pull his hand out, and said with a smile, "I've thought about it, isn't there an indoor playground in Times International, I'm going to play there with my roommate." Gu Xiuyi's expression was very subtle again

. "And my roommate..."

Ji Ruan was holding his left hand by Gu Xiuyi, and he was playing with his mobile phone with his right hand. He didn't notice Gu Xiuyi's expression, and asked casually, "What is your birthday in the Gregorian calendar?"

Gu Xiuyi had something on his mind, and I don't know why he asked This, before I could turn my mind to it, I heard Ji Ruan say again: "Shall I make you another birthday flower?"

Gu Xiuyi raised his eyes suddenly: "... mine?"

"Yes," Ji Ruan said with a brow With shallow dimples, his expression was very natural: "The thread I gave you before was not very good, and I like the tree myself. I should make another better one for you... Tell me, what day is it?" Gu Xiuyi

suddenly Hearing the sound of his own heartbeat, he hit his ear heavily, and his voice was a little stagnant when he spoke: "...October 11th."

Ji Ruan slid his finger on the screen when he heard that, his eyes lit up, and he laughed: "It's a holly tree, and the language of flowers is life...I really like this..."

He raised his head and looked at Gu Xiuyi, his eyebrows and eyes were particularly bright: "Don't worry, I will definitely embroider you very beautifully."

He smiled so beautifully , is basically a luminous little angel that descended from the sky, no matter how many times Gu Xiuyi has seen it, he can't feel at ease with this kind of smile, and even willingly sinks deeper and deeper.

Gu Xiuyi's whole body seemed to be rolled into boiling water, and he asked the words in his heart with the scalding heat:

"Can I come with you on your birthday?"

Ji Ruan seemed a little surprised.

Gu Xiuyi knew that indoor playground very well, even it was originally Gu Xiuyi's investment project.

Of course, Gu Xiuyi is also very clear that the target group of their playground is young people aged 18 to 24, and there is a gap of six years between him and Ji Ruan, let alone Ji Ruan's eighteen years old.

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