"Brother Xiu Xin, good morning."
In the morning, as Aoyama Xiu Xin came downstairs, Youji Neitian, who heard his footsteps from the sofa, turned around with a smile and said,
"Morning, not too busy lately?" Aoyama Xiu Xin had gotten used to Youji Neitian frequently visiting his house.
Youji Neitian poured a glass of water for Aoyama Xiu Xin and handed it to him, "Busy; I haven't been able to work at the flower shop for a while. I was filming out of town the last few days, and just got back last night. I found some time to come see you and Sister Qingzi."
Thanks to Aoyama Xiu Xin's help, she had gotten quite a few opportunities to shine in the entertainment industry earlier than expected by the end of this year.
"I bet you came just to freeload a meal, right?" Aoyama Xiu Xin took the water glass and sat down on the sofa.
"Not at all." Youji Neitian scoffed and glanced at him disapprovingly, then straddled him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said, "I brought you a gift."