"Huh? Xiaotian, when did you buy this? Why didn't you tell me?" Liuliu asked in surprise.
"I saw an old lady selling hairpins at the market that day and I thought this one looked pretty, so I bought it for you. Look at you! It really suits you!" Xiaotian said, admiring the white jade hairpin in Liuliu's hair, thinking that his wife really looked beautiful. She was just beautiful. No matter how he looked, she was beautiful. Xiaotian chuckled to himself.
Liuliu was deeply moved. She didn't really care about the white jade hairpin, as she didn't have a strong sense of self-presentation yet. However, she felt touched by Xiaotian's thoughtfulness.
Without a word, Liuliu leaped up and gave him another kiss as a reward.
The next day, as expected, Xiaotian went to Xiaomei's house.