Good night, Mr.President

The next day, Gu Yunting woke up early. Because of his sleeping position, he would wake up once less than once, and then change his sleeping position a little and continue to sleep.

He is a patient now. He seems to have nothing to do except sleeping and eating every day.

It was still dark outside, but it was after six in the morning. The same is true of winter mornings.

Just as Gu Yunting was going to sleep again, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

Gu Yunting repressed his curiosity and didn't move, because he knew that there were bodyguards outside the door, and those who came in must be his own people, but who would come in this form at this time?!

In the dark, people didn't turn on the lights. They couldn't see anything except a dark shadow.

"Hiss..." Wang Xinyi accidentally bumped his foot on the sofa and made a noise when he felt pain. However, he deliberately restrained himself and his voice was not very loud.

At that moment, Gu Yunting knew it was Wang Xinyi. Although he was very confused, he held back.

Wang Xinyi didn't feel that Gu Yunting heard his low impact sound on the sofa. Under normal circumstances, Gu Yunting should be sleeping at this time.

But she knew that, in fact, Gu Yunting was awake and knew who was coming.

Wang Xinyi gently put the box in her hand on Gu Yunting's bedside table. She thought that Gu Yunting would see it when he got up. When he opened the box and saw the color of the scarf, he would remember that it was the color they chose together, and then naturally knew that the scarf was woven for him.

Thinking of this, Wang Xinyi smiled sweetly in her heart, then turned back carefully and closed the door gently

Not long after Wang Xinyi left, Gu Yunting got up, raised his hand, pressed the light control on one side, and looked at the gift box brought by Wang Xinyi.

He suddenly remembered that his birthday today, ah, had a lot of arrangements before, but now he has to run aground because of this physical reason.

Gu Yunting stretched out his hand, put the gift box brought by Wang Xinyi on his body, and gently opened it.

The first thing I saw was a beautiful birthday card with words written by Wang Xinyi.

"My dearest, dearest, dearest... Happy birthday! Moda ~"

Gu Yunting looked at the content and smiled naturally. Then he picked up the card and saw a scarf neatly stacked below.

How does the color of this wool look familiar?

After a while, Gu Yunting remembered slowly and half, and make complaints about himself in the heart. He really hurt himself to sleep more, and his intelligence quotient and memory were somewhat reduced.

Recalling Wang Xinyi's first gift to herself, a tie she made herself, and the color of the cloth was chosen by him. This time, he chose the color of the scarf and wool.

It seems that he has summed up a truth. Every time Wang Xinyi wants to give himself a gift, he will always take him out to choose materials together.

She must still be afraid that he won't like her choice?! Fool, you did it yourself. How can I not like it.

Gu Yunting gently touched the scarf. He had a clever little daughter-in-law. She was very good. Everything she made was likable.