Yan Xiaye hesitated and did not reach out to take the man's phone.
For everything to do with Little Yunduo, she wanted to achieve perfection, despite being unable to explain clearly why.
"Since that's the case," Li Yuntang played with his phone with his slender fingers, the dark pupils imbued with a rippling light, and he made a very constructive suggestion, "What do you think boys like? We'll head in that general direction to search until we find a gift that satisfies you."
This advice could probably be considered a surprise. Yan Xiaye unconsciously ignored the word 'we' and, with her index finger resting against her chin, she pondered seriously. Suddenly, it dawned on her, and her eyes shone brightly as she turned to Li Yuntang beside her, eager to share her joy, "How about a robot! I remember the little guy has a whole wall of robots in his bedroom!"
As she spoke, her excited voice gradually fell, and she realized a very important issue.