beijing, sichuan house
song fengwan stood at the side and stared at xu yuanfei. her fingers moved quickly as she wrapped the cake. a red ribbon ran through her fingers and hooked it, forming a beautiful bow.
she had seen her packing boxes more than once and had also learned how to do it.
in the end ...
cough cough.
she might not know how to tie a bow in her life.
at this moment, xu yufei's phone vibrated in his pocket. " wanwan, help me with that. it's in my right pocket. "
song fengwan took out her phone for her, but she only glanced at it before letting her put it back.
"why aren't you picking up the phone?"
"i don't really want to answer it." xu yuanfei opened the closet. " little candle wants this, right? "
