Gu Li was keeping everyone in suspense on purpose.
Mo Shiting didn't press her for more; he held her hand and led her up the stairs. As they stood outside their bedroom, Gu Li said, "Brother Ting, you open the door."
Mo Shiting sounded doubtful, "Is there a trap waiting for me inside?"
"Pfft ——"
Gu Li snorted with laughter and couldn't help but push him in, "There's no trap. If there is, it would be a trap of gentle affection."
She flung the door open just as she finished speaking.
Soon, there was a "bong" sound; a balloon had burst.
One, two, three... a total of 26 balloons burst, each one containing a small paper scroll with Gu Li's affections written on it.
It took Mo Shiting half an hour to read each and every one of the notes.
He couldn't help but to pull Gu Li into his embrace, gently stroked her shining black hair, with a tender and bewitching expression, "I also have a gift for you."
"Really? What is it?"