The expression on Yun Sinian's face froze, as if he had seen a ghost.

"No, Fu Sichen. I've begged you for so many years but you still haven't given it to me. I've done so many things for you. But then I turned around and you gave it to this little guy. Are you too partial?

"

I was slapped in the face on the spot, and it hurt too much!

Hearing what Yun Sinian said, Baoer looked at Fu Sichen in surprise, a little confused: "Is it so rare..."

"Of course it's rare, otherwise why would Moon Picking become a divine song?" Yun Sinian glared at Fu Sichen in disbelief:

"You are simply the epitome of obliviousness. This word is probably coined because of you."

Fu Sichen glanced at him coldly: "Whether I give it to you or not is my freedom. What can you do?"

"Of course I can't do anything, what else can I do, I'll just bear with it." Yun Sinian angrily took out his hosta. In this world, which is so aggrieved, this little Bao'er's unique touch of tenderness is:

"After all, our little sweetheart gave me this gift, so I'm quite happy." He waved the hosta in front of Bao'er:

"I like it very much, thank you, little baby."

With that said, he walked out.

After Yun Sinian left, Ting Xin and Narcissus also walked out.

They were the only two people left in the room.

Yuan Baoer stood in front of Fu Sichen. When he thought of what Yun Sinian had just said, his desire to ask for the score became even more empty: "Well...Brother Fu, if your score is difficult to get, you tell me and I will do it myself."

Go get it."

After all, that was the treasure that Yun Sinian had been begging for for a long time, so it must be very important.

Fu Sichen didn't say anything, he just patted his thigh gently, and Bao'er immediately sat on it obediently, a little reserved.

"If you want it, you can have it." Fu Sichen lowered his eyes and looked at her, smelling the faint fragrance coming from her body, and felt a little reassured:

"I'm just too lazy to write."

"...What do you mean you're too lazy to write?"

"The original score was lost because it took so long. It was very troublesome for me to write a book, so I simply put it aside."

Hearing this, Yuan Baoer opened his eyes in shock and couldn't believe it: "So, what's the reason why Yun Sinian said nothing?"

"I'm too lazy to write." He leaned lazily on the chair and squinted at her: "Now if you want, I can write you a copy."

"..." So, the so-called "Moon Picking Song" has become a peerless divine song, is it entirely because the protagonist of "Moon Picking Song" is too lazy to write it?

The corner of her mouth twitched, and in an instant she had another attentive expression:

"How long will it take?"

"Three days."

Fu Sichen, who originally wanted to say it for a day, suddenly changed his mind when he saw her like this: "Writing music is a very troublesome thing. During this period, it is best for you to be by my side. Only in this way can I write well."

Yuan Baoer thought about it, it only took three days to get this good song, so why not spend three days with him.

She patted her chest and agreed: "Okay, three days then. I will go and tell my mother tomorrow. I will stay with you for these three days and stay with you."

Fu Sichen nodded solemnly, and then said: "Of course, we have to start tomorrow, because I need to clear my mind today."

"Okay~!" She agreed happily: "No problem!"

Completely convinced, she didn't even notice the smile on Fu Sichen's face, and even gave a thoughtful warning:

"Then you have a good time today, and we will officially start tomorrow."

"Well." There was a smile on his lips, and he stood up with his cloak: "You have a good rest. Next time you go out, you don't have to tell me what you are going out for, but you must say hello to me."

As he said this, his expression turned slightly cold: "Otherwise I will be unhappy."

This cold look made Yuan Baoer shudder:

"Well, don't worry, this matter won't happen again."

Seeing her vow, Fu Sichen held his head high, raised his legs and walked out of the room.

Ting Xin, who was guarding outside, happily took the cloak from Fu Sichen's hand and said happily: "Master, I didn't expect that Miss Yuan is thinking about you so much and wants to buy you a gift. Is it because your birthday is coming?

.”

"birthday?"

Fu Sichen frowned, looked towards the room, and thought for a moment: "She doesn't seem to know my birthday."

The smile on Ting Xin's lips froze, knowing that she had said something that she shouldn't have said, so she quickly said: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if I don't know your birthday. In this way, it shows that the two of you have a good understanding. She

It's a good thing to prepare a gift for you without knowing your birthday."

That's true.

Fu Sichen looked at the cloak. Although it looked like just a mid-to-high-end piece of clothing, incomparable to the one he customized, he was already very satisfied.

He will treasure this cloak for the rest of his life.

After all, this is the first gift she gave herself.

With this thought in mind, Fu Sichen reached out and took the cloak back into his hand and put it directly on himself.

Ting Xin quickly praised: "Good-looking!! So handsome."

Yeah?

A glint flashed in Fu Sichen's eyes: "Naturally."

Because it was given by her.

-

Yuan Baoer breathed a sigh of relief.

Narcissus opened the door carefully and came in. When closing the door, he didn't forget to poke his head out and look around:

"Miss, the master seems to be very satisfied with the cloak you gave me. He just kept praising me. The master's face is very good-looking. You are worthy of snatching it from me today."

"In fact, I didn't expect that he likes it so much." Bao'er was also very happy and felt a sense of accomplishment: "I just hope he can really like it."

"How could he not really like it? And this gift can also be used as his birthday gift." Narcissus said with a smile.

Birthday gift?

Yuan Baoer was surprised: "It's Fu Sichen's birthday soon?"

She never knew when Fu Sichen's birthday was, of course because she was not interested at all in the past, and also because the guy's birthday never happened.

"It should be so. I seemed to have heard Ting Xin talking about a birthday gift just now, so I calculated that the date should be approaching."

Narcissus thought for a while: "Ting Xin is the only one who will celebrate the birthday of the Pavilion Master, but he will never tell us that we will always eat better one day within a year. It's all because of Ting Xin."

Privately, I think it’s this season.”

Yuan Baoer nodded clearly.

Since Fu Sichen is celebrating his birthday, there should be no ambiguity.

She said distressedly: "But this cloak is also given as a gift. It's really my birthday, what should I give as a gift?"

"Master, whatever you give us, our pavilion master will like it." Narcissus put his hands on her shoulders and gave her an idea: "How about this, how about giving you something that you have put your heart into?"

Use your heart?

She bit her lower lip lightly, recalling that Fu Sichen seemed to have lived for a hundred years, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "How about I give him a birthday peach?!"

Narcissus: "..."

Such a young pavilion master would receive a birthday peach for his birthday. I wonder what the pavilion master would think when he saw it.
Chapter completed!