She had only known Yin Huaixi for a little more than four years. Didn't that mean that he had treated her, her…
At the thought of this, Yu Youyao's face couldn't help but burn.
Under Yin Huaixi's increasingly deep gaze, her heart couldn't help but tremble. She couldn't help but panic. "You… Don't you plan to open the gift I gave you?"
The little girl looked at him eagerly, her eyes filled with panic. Yin Huaixi looked down at the pouch in his hand and suddenly smiled.
On the black pouch, between the emerald green loquat leaves hung a few golden loquats.
Sichuan embroidery was bright and beautiful. It emphasized texture. Those who did Sichuan embroidery were good at changing the needle, which reflected the light, color, and shape of the embroidery. The embroidery was often three-dimensional and realistic.
