Jiang Ling was a little surprised. Birthday party? Wasn't that a month ago?
It seems that this guy is hiding very deeply.
She nodded and took it: "Thank you for the birthday gift, Mr. Zhou."
"Can I open it?" she asked.
What if it's a love letter or something? It's not convenient to read it here, so it's better to ask.
Zhou Jingan nodded nervously, "Of course."
He watched Jiang Ling slowly open the box, take out the brush and examine it carefully, and felt that the rumbling of his heart was about to drown out the sound of the song and dance.
He stuttered as soon as he opened his mouth: "Ling'er, do you... do you like it?"
Jiang Ling took the brush and looked at it. It was finely made, with a beautiful style and the patterns on it were also beautiful. She liked it very much.
I guessed that Zhou Jing'an bought the brush after seeing her calligraphy on the lantern. I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He is a thoughtful person.
Then he raised his eyes and smiled: "Ling'er likes it very much, thank you, Lord Zhou."
Seeing her smile, Zhou Jing'an also raised the corners of his mouth, and his heart returned to its place, beating like a drum.
"As long as Ling'er likes it."
Seeing Jiang Ling was about to leave, he quickly said, "I heard that the hot spring lunch at Qingchun Mountain has added a new mutton hotpot. It's delicious. Ling'er, do you want to go?"
Jiang Ling turned around and looked at him with raised eyebrows. You want to ask her out on a date, right?
Zhou Jing'an rubbed his fingers nervously, "I've already booked a private room. If Ling'er wants to go, we can go together in three days."
Afraid that she might have concerns, she quickly added, "Huan'an is going with us, Ling'er, don't worry..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ling nodded and agreed: "Okay, see you in three days."
Mutton hotpot, eh? Why not have a steaming hot mutton hotpot in the cold autumn, and someone is treating you?
Zhou Jing'an was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes full of stars, like the Milky Way. His voice was full of tenderness: "Okay, I'll wait for Ling'er outside the city gate."
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