Do you Like Birthday Presents or Do you Like Me

Su Xiyan's unexpected pleasant surprise did not last long before Chen Shuo poured a basin of cold water over her head.

He cleared his throat and deliberately lowered his voice, saying, "Although I temporarily believed you for now, you should know how deeply you hurt me on your birthday! This is not something that can be eased with just a few words of apology, nor can it be compensated by simply explaining what happened."

"So, do you understand what I mean?"

Su Xiyan thought to herself: Is this a test? You're so petty, Chen Shuo!

But Chen Shuo had only just started to believe her again. Thinking back to the days she had lost him, what kind of days had those been? Su Xiyan could only suppress her pride for now and lower her head a little.

"Of course I understand." Su Xiyan smiled gently, "Why don't we do this - you move back into the dorm first?"

"From now on, I'll take care of half of the housework! Really, I'll do as I say!"

When Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo had reached an agreement to cooperate earlier, she had promised to split the housework evenly, but Su Xiyan had never followed through on that, with Chen Shuo shouldering most of the housework.

Chen Shuo did not seem satisfied at all, his eyebrows slightly raised, not saying anything.

Su Xiyan quickly added: "From now on, whenever you want to do housework, do it, and when you don't want to, I'll do it."

But Chen Shuo still did not agree to move back to Haiyi Apartments: "Let's talk about it later! I only temporarily believed you because I saw your sincerity. As for moving back, it would be better to plan it out in the long run."

Chen Shuo had his own considerations. He still didn't know who the big boss coming to take over the Suzhou Demon Hunting Organization was.

Someone who could make Tang Zhiyuan willingly assist him, and whom the entire demon hunting organization seemed to eagerly await his arrival. It seemed that once this boss came to Suzhou, all the vampires in Suzhou would be finished.

There was another reason - Su Xiyan was after all a demon hunter, while Chen Shuo was a vampire lord. Who knew how much longer he could keep it hidden?

Based on his intuition, he felt like the secret basically couldn't be kept for much longer.

Maybe the next second, Su Xiyan would be able to find out Chen Shuo's identity as the lord.

What would Su Xiyan think of him then?? She was still eagerly thinking of quickly becoming a legendary-realm demon hunter, then helping Chen Shuo reverse his identity.

When Su Xiyan knew Chen Shuo's true strength, her mood at that time would definitely be very complicated - you're asking me to help you revert to being human again, but you've become a vampire lord yourself??

Thinking of this, Chen Shuo felt that moving back was something that couldn't be rushed.

Su Xiyan felt a little disappointed, but quickly got over it.

As long as Chen Shuo was willing to listen to her explanation and resolve the misunderstanding, it was already the biggest step forward!

Who knew how she had spent the last few days counting down the seconds like years??

Chen Shuo stood up, "I've said what I needed to, explained things clearly, so I can leave now, right?"

Su Xiyan nodded, "Mm!"

"Oh right, Chen Shuo, I opened your birthday present."

"I was going to wait for you to come back so we could open it together, but you never came home. And I couldn't hold back my curiosity anymore, I was desperate to know what gift you had given me. So I went ahead and opened it early."

Chen Shuo asked, "You mean the carousel music box?"

"Did you like it?"

Su Xiyan nodded eagerly, "Mmhmm! I liked it!"

Chen Shuo: "So you liked the music box or you liked me?"

Su Xiyan: "Of course I liked..."

"Chen Shuo!! You're trapping me with your words!!"

"What I said I liked was limited to the birthday present you gave me. Don't be so self-absorbed as to elevate it to yourself!"

Damn! Her tone was so firm, yet somehow there was an inexplicable lack of confidence?

Su Xiyan, stand up straight, okay?? What are you feeling guilty about??

Thinking this, Su Xiyan deliberately straightened her back, as if wanting to use this small action to encourage herself.

All these subtle little movements were captured in Chen Shuo's eyes.

He took two steps forward, reaching out to help tidy Su Xiyan's windswept hair, brushing it back behind her ears.

A gentle breeze blew by, with ambiguous feelings swirling in the air.

Chen Shuo felt that certain words shouldn't be said by the girl, like confessions.

But Su Xiyan was no ordinary girl, her little tail was arrogantly curled up! Who knew how arrogant she would become if he took the initiative to confess to her again. So Chen Shuo decided that when it came to confessions, he definitely could not be the one to speak first.

Su Xiyan was an exception, a special case requiring special handling. No problem with that, right?

Chen Shuo had always deeply despised bootlickers. Facing his crush, the school belle Su Xiyan, letting her take the initiative once wasn't excessive, was it?

Chen Shuo pretended not to see Su Xiyan's shy state, taking out his phone to check the time. "Basketball club still has practice! I'm heading back to school first."

Su Xiyan hurried to catch up, watching Chen Shuo's back, hesitating over whether to speak.

It seemed like she had something very important she wanted to ask Chen Shuo, but she just couldn't muster up the courage she had worked up the nerve for so long to ask.

In the end, she squeezed out a sentence: "Chen Shuo, what's your favorite color?"

Chen Shuo: "Hm?"

"Why ask that?"

Su Xiyan: "No reason, just curious."

"If you don't want to answer then forget I asked."

Having said that, Su Xiyan held her chin high and haughtily walked past Chen Shuo.

Out of Su Xiyan's line of sight, Chen Shuo's eyes were full of her.

"It's not some big secret, of course I can tell you!" Chen Shuo replied, "No particular favorite color, as long as it looks nice I'll like it."

Su Xiyan thought: Was that just an obligatory answer?

But Su Xiyan really couldn't restrain her curiosity, and could only continue asking patiently: "Then...do you like pink? Although pinkish hues are a bit old-fashioned and kind of countrified."

Pink??

Chen Shuo immediately realized, so Su Xiyan cared about that pink scarf?? This girl, who knew how many spies she had planted around him!

"Pink huh? Well that depends on who gave it. If it was from someone very important, I actually think pink looks quite nice."

Su Xiyan didn't want to keep beating around the bush with Chen Shuo. She asked directly: "Chen Shuo, who was the one who gave you that pink scarf?"

Chen Shuo could no longer keep the smile from his face. "Of course it was from someone very important to me."

Su Xiyan: "......"

"Chen Shuo!!"

"You scumbag!"

Chen Shuo spread his hands helplessly. "My mom gave me the scarf as a gift, I accepted it, so how does that make me a scumbag?"

Next, Chen Shuo enjoyed watching the changes in Su Xiyan's expression. In just a few seconds, her look went from shock to delight to self-reproach, her emotions rising and falling like a rollercoaster.

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