She ran away from him and was not to be offended by her sickly brother.

"what is this?"

"New Year's red envelope, isn't that what you want?"

"I was just kidding you."

"But I want to laugh with you."

"..."

Meng Xia was stunned, and actually saw some tenderness in those black eyes. After all, she had never thought that Huo Xibai would be associated with this word.

The hand holding the red envelope tightened, only to find that it was not money, but something hard, similar to... a key or something like that.

"This is?"

"New Year's gift, I'll take you to see it after dinner."

As he spoke, he clinked Meng Xia's wine glass in the same manner, "Then I wish you all the best in the new year."

Then he stretched out his hand towards Meng Xia, "Where is my red envelope?"

"I do not……"

After a pause, Meng Xia suddenly remembered something and immediately stood up and left, "Wait for me."

She turned around and went to her room, taking the gift she had prepared long ago, "Here you go, no red envelopes, just New Year's gifts."

The beautifully wrapped gift box was delivered to Huo Xibai. The man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is this?"

"Wouldn't you know if you open it and take a look?"

Huo Xibai slowly stroked his hand over the box, "Why should such a big box be used for something? Let me guess...could it be clothes?"

While he was talking, he opened the box and placed a red sweater neatly folded inside.

"What? Don't like it?"

Seeing the man's slightly startled expression, Meng Xia's heart tightened, but Huo Xibai chuckled, "No, it's just... why did you suddenly think of giving me clothes?"

"Because you seem to be lacking everything, so I don't know what to give you."

"Then why do you buy clothes?"

Did he look like he was short of clothes?

Meng Xia couldn't help but pursed her lips, "I didn't buy it."

"Huh?" Huo Xibai was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something, "I didn't buy it. Did you knit it yourself?"

"..."

"Really?"

Seeing that Meng Xia didn't speak, Huo Xibai became more convinced of his idea. He quickly took out the sweater and took a look, only to find that his name was embroidered on the collar where the label was originally attached.

"You embroidered this yourself?"

With his cheeks slightly warm, Meng Xia pretended to lower his head and eat as if nothing had happened, and a few words escaped from his throat, "Well, because I really can't think of anything to give you, and we have a custom there that you have to wear red in your animal year, so..."

"Is there still such a custom?"

Huo Xibai raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then I'll put it on now."

"now?"

Meng Xia was stunned when Huo Xibai stood up and left with the box in his arms. A few minutes later, Huo Xibai appeared again in new clothes——

"How's it going? Does it still fit?"

"What do you say?"

Huo Xibai came over and hugged her, "It doesn't fit too well. When did you know my size so well? You couldn't have secretly measured it while I was sleeping, right?"

"No."

After all, she is studying fashion design and is quite sensitive to sizes. Besides, they sleep on the same bed every day, so do they need to go out of their way to measure it? I can touch it all...

Thinking of this, Meng Xia couldn't help but feel a little hot, and went to look at Huo Xibai. The red clothes didn't look old-fashioned on him, but made him more handsome. The wide style also added a bit of home feel, very much like a Korean drama. The campus male protagonist.

I don't know if he drank some wine or something, but Meng Xia was fascinated for a moment, until Huo Xibai suddenly came over and asked, "What? Does it look good?"

"Ah."

She blurted out subconsciously, but Huo Xibai had already kissed her lips, "Are you talking about me or the clothes?"

"...They all look good."

"Well, it's all yours."

As he said that, Huo Xibai chuckled as if he was remembering something, "You should embroider my name on the clothes. You should embroider your name on the clothes. This way, you will know that both I and the clothes belong to you."