Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

He remained expressionless, his tone casual: "How old are you? Do you need someone to accompany you to the toilet?"

Zhao Yanxi pouted and continued to whine, "I'm scared~ so please come with me~"

Hua Qing's heart beat even faster.

She dared not move, dared not make a sound, and dared not even breathe too heavily.

A system notification popped up in Ding Heng's mind.

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 76%]

Ding Heng was slightly taken aback, glanced down at the person under the blanket, and a smile curved his lips.

Zhao Yanxi was still pleading, "Brother Ding Heng~ please come with me~"

Ding Heng snapped out of his thoughts, his face remaining expressionless: "Go quickly! Don't catch a cold."

"Then you keep an eye on things for me!"

Zhao Yanxi blinked, then turned and ran towards the haystack.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

Hua Qing lay on Ding Heng's lap, her breathing gradually calming down, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

After the tension comes relaxation, and after relaxation comes something else.

Ding Heng's hand gently stroked the back of her head.

[Progress of the romantic connection: 77%......78%......79%]

As system notifications popped up one after another, a smile flashed in Ding Heng's eyes.

A few minutes later, having resolved the problem, Zhao Yanxi returned feeling relieved.

She leaned back against the car window, grinning mischievously, "Brother Ding Heng~ We haven't played in the car yet, how about I come in and keep you company?"

"Go, go back to your tent and sleep. Don't wake everyone up."

"All right......"

Zhao Yanxi pouted but didn't insist any further: "Then go to sleep early, goodnight."

"Good night."

The footsteps faded into the distance, and silence returned.

Ding Heng lowered his head and lifted a corner of the blanket.

Hua Qing's hair was a little messy, and her face was flushed.

Just as she was about to sit up straight, the hand on the back of her head exerted force again, pressing her back down.

"Senior."

Ding Heng's voice came from above: "I'm also feeling bloated, you might need to help me out."

Hua Qing was stunned for a moment, then her face turned bright red.

"you!"

"If you don't want to, then forget it."

"Ugh...pervert!"

The hand above her head released its grip, and Hua Qing let out a muffled groan, but did not get up again.

Under the cool moonlight, the fairy slowly raised her hand and gently tucked her messy hair behind her ear.

……

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 80%]

[Ding! The progress of the romantic connection has exceeded 80%, and the stage goal has been achieved!]

[Rewards: +1000 Divine Merit, +6 Agility, and the skill "Sword Heart Clarity" is upgraded again.]

Chapter 127: Birthday Gifts for the Girls?

At the end of December, Changsha finally entered winter completely.

The cold air moved south suddenly; just a few days ago, I could go out in a light shirt, but now I have to wrap myself in a down jacket.

The plane trees on campus have lost all their leaves, their bare branches standing against the gray sky.

No matter how the weather changes, college students will always be one of the most idle groups.

Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, New Year's Eve...

It doesn't matter what holiday it is, what matters is being able to celebrate it!

On the confession walls of several universities, posts about New Year's Eve have been written all over the place, and boys and girls preparing gifts can be seen from time to time downstairs in the dormitories.

For Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing, there was something even more important to do as the New Year approached.

Ding Heng's birthday is on the third day after the New Year.

The coffee shop's air conditioning was blowing hot.

Four girls sat in a circle in a booth by the window.

On the table were four half-finished cups of coffee and a plate of barely touched waffles.

Zhao Yanxi leaned back in her chair, holding a cup in both hands, looking troubled: "There are still ten days left, Xiao Jingjing, have you thought about what birthday present you want to give Ding Heng?"

Wenjing answered honestly, "I'm going to cook him a meal."

Zhao Yanxi blinked: "That's it?"

"besides……"

Wenjing lowered her head and took out a small cloth bag from her bag.

The bag is made of light gray cotton and linen, about the size of a palm, and is sealed with a thin string.

She placed the cloth bag on the table, untied the knot, and took something out of it.

It's a bracelet.

It is woven from red, blue and white threads, with a fine and tight texture, and the pattern is shaped like dragon scales.

Every so often, a small silver bead adorns the space, with a deep black jade stone at the very center, gleaming with a warm luster under the café's yellow lights.

Wenjing handed the items to Zhao Yanxi: "And this too."

Zhao Yanxi took it and looked it over carefully.

The bracelet is meticulously woven, with each strand pulled evenly, and the dragon scale pattern is clear and neat. At the end, there is a slipknot that can be adjusted to loosen the tightness.

She looked at it over and over several times, finally raising her head with a complicated expression: "You knitted it yourself?"

"Yes, there's a small tuft of my hair inside."

Wenjing said shyly, "I wove it back and forth several times but I was never satisfied. In the end... it took almost a month."

Zhao Yanxi gently stroked it with her fingers.

The craftsmanship is meticulous, and the materials used are of good quality; it's clear that Wenjing put a lot of thought into it.

Hua Yue noticed that Zhao Yanxi's expression was off and deliberately asked, "Yanxi, you didn't... come unprepared, did you?"

"How is that possible!"

Zhao Yanxi instinctively retorted, her voice suddenly rising: "I...of course I prepared!"

"What have you prepared?"

"I……"

Zhao Yanxi opened her mouth, then deflated and leaned back in her chair: "I haven't decided yet."

Hua Yue couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhao Yanxi looked down at the exquisite bracelet, then looked up at Wenjing's well-behaved face, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

Of course she was prepared; to be more precise, she had been preparing all along.

In the past two months, she has gone through all kinds of guides, read countless posts recommending gifts, and added dozens of items to her favorites.

From men's perfume to sneakers, from headphones to game consoles, they even considered saving up more money to buy Ding Heng a new car!

But compared to the bracelet in front of me, those things are ultimately too vulgar.

Zhao Yanxi sighed deeply.

She is not quiet.

She is neither as gentle and virtuous as Wenjing, nor as skillful as Wenjing; she could not have made something so thoughtful.

"Alright, alright."

Hua Yue waved her hand, interrupting Zhao Yanxi's thoughts: "There's no use in you worrying about it anymore. There are still ten days left, take your time to think about it."

"Ten days isn't enough..."

Zhao Yanxi muttered something and handed the bracelet back to Wenjing.

Wenjing carefully put it back into the cloth bag and solemnly put it into her purse.

Hua Qing, who happened to be passing by and "joined in the fun," remained silent the whole time.

Only one thought occupied his mind—Ding Heng's birthday is still ten days away!?

Until today, there was not a single word from her...

Since they met, Ding Heng has never mentioned his birthday, and Hua Qing is too embarrassed to ask him.

Zhao Yanxi's voice suddenly drifted over: "Sister Hua Qing, do you have any good suggestions?"

Hua Qing's hand trembled, and her phone almost slipped out of her hand.

She looked up and met Zhao Yanxi's bewildered eyes, then quickly looked away: "I...I don't have any suggestions."

Zhao Yanxi blinked: "Sister Hua Qing, are you alright?"

"fine……"