Qi Shenbai paused and looked down at the girl who was hugging him tightly. He said dotingly, "What's the matter?"
Xu Jiaojiao did not answer him. She only shook her head and tightened her grip around his waist.
Why was Qi Shenbai so wonderful? She was the one who liked him, but he always stood up for her when she needed him the most, or surprised her when she was in low spirits.
Xu Jiaojiao felt a lump in her throat. She could not help but want to cry.
Qi Shenbai reached out and stroked her fuzzy little head. His voice was gentle. "Don't you want to see the gift that Santa Claus specially prepared for you?"
Xu Jiaojiao nodded and reluctantly withdrew from his embrace. She raised her head and looked at him with sparkling eyes.
Qi Shenbai took a pink box from the red bag and handed it to her. "Merry Christmas, young lady."