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Chapter 195 Personally Designed New Year's Gift

Song Xiaoya was a little frustrated, and then complained in a low voice that only she could hear, "I think it's pretty..."

She considered Jiang Beichen's special hobbies, but she didn't expect him to be so disgusted with red decorations!
She originally thought that as long as it was arranged first, Jiang Beichen would be fine even if he didn't like it, but now she realized that she was wrong. Jiang Beichen was a weirdo and couldn't use common sense to guess.

The frustrated expression on her face made Jiang Beichen's heart tremble suddenly, and his eyes stopped on her face for a few seconds in pain, staring at her closely, "Do you like it very much?"

"Hmm..." Song Xiaoya raised her head, nodded timidly, and then looked at him with wide eyes.

"Then keep two for you, pick off the rest and throw them out!" Jiang Beichen said slowly suddenly, this was already his biggest concession.

Hearing his words, Song Xiaoya could only sigh softly, with a helpless expression on her face.

It's better to keep two than nothing!

"Yes, young master, we'll pick it off right away!" Hearing Jiang Beichen's order, the servants immediately turned around to get the ladders and began to pick up the lanterns.

"Jiang Beichen, can you tell me why you hate red?" Song Xiaoya couldn't help but ask Jiang Beichen tentatively when the servants were picking up lanterns and lanterns.

"Hate is hate, there is no reason!" Jiang Beichen's voice was decisive, he looked up at the red lanterns thrown on the ground, his expression became a little complicated!

Everything in this world has a reason, and she doesn't believe there is any unreasonable disgust.

Since she couldn't get an answer from Jiang Beichen, Song Xiaoya had no choice but to guess for herself. Could it be related to his past?

She knew almost nothing about Jiang Beichen's past, and he seemed to deliberately not tell her. Song Xiaoya intuitively judged that Jiang Beichen must have experienced many things in the past.

Therefore, he will become a strange person.

She really wanted to know the story about him, but she knew that Jiang Beichen would never tell her.This feeling made her feel a little frustrated, and she always felt that she never really walked into his heart.

Song Xiaoya turned around feeling a little disappointed, wanting to go back to her room.After walking a few steps, she still felt a little uncomfortable and stopped.

She wanted to know if Jiang Beichen really cared about her. If he cared, he should be able to change himself for her.

She suddenly raised her head, bit the corner of her mouth, and asked him, "Have you tried to accept red? Even if it's..."

Even if it's for me!

She didn't say anything after that.

Maybe it was because she was too stubborn, that's why she felt that Jiang Beichen was "weird", and she was really not sure about her position in Jiang Beichen's heart, so she finally didn't have the nerve to say the following words.

Since she doesn't want to adapt to other people's habits, then in turn, what qualifications does she have to let others adapt to her habits?

"What is it?" Jiang Beichen heard half of what she said, and suddenly wanted to know what she was going to say.

"It's nothing." Song Xiaoya touched her face in embarrassment, then turned around and ran upstairs, "I'm going back to my room..."

Jiang Beichen stood on the spot, quietly watching the back of her running away, pain once again flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the two hands behind his back couldn't help but clenched.

After returning to the bedroom, Song Xiaoya leaned against the door, stared blankly for a while, and then walked towards the cloakroom.She has to go home in the afternoon, and she has to get her clothes ready now.

When he came out of the cloakroom after changing clothes, the door of the room was just pushed open by Jiang Beichen, and he strode in from the outside.His face was still dazed, with no extra expressions.

Song Xiaoya glanced at him, walked towards the cabinet without saying a word.

Jiang Beichen felt a little displeased when she saw her ignoring him and walked over. He knew that Song Xiaoya was angry because he threw away the red lantern she hung 10 minutes ago.

At this moment, Song Xiaoya opened the cabinet, took out a large packaged box from it, walked back and stood in front of him, and handed the box to him, "This is for you."

Besides her family, this was the first time she offered a gift to a man.

I knitted scarves and sweaters for Jiang Beichen before, but Jiang Beichen forced her to give them, so it doesn't count, but this time, she offered to give them on her own initiative, and it was a gift that she really spent her time carefully preparing for this man.

"What?" Jiang Beichen took the box and frowned, with a puzzled expression.

"New Year's gift." Song Xiaoya stuffed the box to him, but she pursed her lips.

Here is a set of suits that she designed and made for him in a hurry during this period of time. It is really unique, just to make it before today, as a New Year's gift for him.

Hearing this, Jiang Beichen's cold face softened, and an unconcealable surprise appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He quickly opened the box and saw a folded new suit inside.

"You did this yourself?" Jiang Beichen pursed his lips, remembering that Song Xiaoya had always shut herself in the studio these days, and often stayed in the bedroom to rest in the middle of the night.

It also often made him unhappy.

It turned out that by doing this, she was preparing a New Year's gift for him.Thinking of this, Jiang Beichen's hand holding the box suddenly tightened.

There were layers of ripples in his heart, as if he had been touched by something, and an unspeakable emotion spread rapidly in his heart.

"Well, I just finished it yesterday. You can see if you like it." Song Xiaoya nodded, then looked at him with some trepidation and asked.

This is the fruit of her labor, and now she needs to know Jiang Beichen's evaluation of this dress.

Jiang Beichen pursed his lips, then deliberately hid the look of surprise on his face, then frowned reluctantly, "It's okay."

"It's okay?" Such a simple word made Song Xiaoya not only a little disappointed, but she spent countless thoughts on it, from the design at the beginning, to making it by herself later, is it worth a sentence? ?
I was a little disappointed in my heart, but when I thought that Jiang Beichen had always been a picky man, and he didn't dislike her ugly clothes, it was already good.

Thinking about it this way, Song Xiaoya felt a little more balanced, which meant that her clothes were not bad.

I just don't know how it compares with those designers of DL.

"Song Xiaoya, help me put it on." Jiang Beichen's voice suddenly sounded again.

(End of this chapter)