"Yangyang, what gift do you want?"
"A gift?" Jiang Yang's drowsy head suddenly woke up, "You want to give me a gift? Oops! What kind of gift are you giving me! We are so familiar with each other, why are we so indifferent!"
"But..."
"But it's really not good to not give it, right! It's my birthday after all!"
"That..."
"Then give some token gifts! Don't give too much, just give eight out of ten pieces; don't give something too expensive, just give one thousand or eight thousand pieces; don't give something too rare, just give something a little rare!"
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"What's wrong?" Jiang Yang blinked at Ren Shaoyuan.
"I'd better prepare it myself!" Ren Shaoyuan looked at Jiang Yang helplessly. If you bully you more while you are still young, you will not have many opportunities when you grow up! Jiang Yang thought happily.