After Wu Lingyu released her, her lips were already swollen by his kiss.

  “This won’t be counted as a present.” She stared at him unsatisfactorily.

  “I told you, I am your present.” Wu Lingyu snickered.

  “Rejected.” Sima You Yue turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

  “Alright, since you despised this present, then I will change it to something tacky.” Wu Lingyu took out a box as he spoke and opened it, inside was an exquisite ring, on top of it was embedded..