It's only the end of November, and it's been two and a half months and nearly three months until February 14th, and this guy reminded her to prepare a birthday present so early?

How afraid is it that she will not remember, and then nothing to prepare?

Or, how much is this guy looking forward to celebrating her birthday with her right now?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yao took out her mobile phone again, flipped through the calendar, and found February next year, and only when she was sure that February 14 was still in the countdown to the winter vacation, she began to think about this problem.

Since he was looking forward to it so much, he would probably be unhappy if she didn't prepare some gifts for him, so what gifts should she prepare for him?

Thinking about this question, Jiang Yao didn't think about anything after class.

"Are you a demon? At the time of the last class, the expression was ever-changing. Wen Xuehui pushed Jiang Yao, "What are you thinking about in a class?" ”

"I'm wondering what I should give someone for their birthday." Jiang Yao said, "Clothes?" But he doesn't seem to lack this, the clothes I bought for him last time, he still has a trademark that hasn't been cut and hung in the army's home. ”

"In the army all day long, I wear training uniforms and military uniforms, and I basically can't wear regular uniforms, and it's useless if you buy too much." Wen Xuehui said, "Apart from these, what does he want most?" Or what do you most want to do? Otherwise, you can simply tie yourself in a bow and give it to him. ”

After speaking, Wen Xuehui shook her head again, "No, you are all married, you are originally his now, you can't use this if you give it to him yourself, your husband is not short of money or clothing, by the way!" You can cook a meal for him! ”

Jiang Yao saw that Wen Xuehui was getting more and more energetic, and directly shook her head, interrupting Wen Xuehui's words, "In the army, he cooked for me, but he didn't let me go into the kitchen to help wash the vegetables, and besides, I don't know how to cook." ”

"What do you want! Hugh! Wen Xuehui pushed Jiang Yao away several meters away, with a look of disgust.

"What's that look on your face? Will you do it? Jiang Yao sneered at Wen Xuehui, Wen Xuehui is also the delicate daughter of the Wen family, and she is now also ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, what is the difference between her and Jiang Yao?

"I'm not married yet! What do I cook? Wen Xuehui had an expression on her face, I was crazy, I just went to learn to cook now.

"I'm not going to go to my husband's house to be a chef when I get married, why do I have to be able to cook when I get married?" Jiang Yao took it for granted, and then raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "It's not that I can't do it, it's just that it doesn't taste good, at home, my parents are reluctant to let me do it, although sometimes my mother also keeps talking, saying that girls still have to learn to do some housework, but, when I really let me learn, it's not okay and that, I take a kitchen knife for fear that I will hurt my hands, I wash vegetables, I'm afraid I'm hot in summer, I'm afraid I'm cold in winter, I'm in charge of the spoon, I'm splashed with oil once, and I'm distressed and never allowed to get close to the oil pot." ”

Jiang Yao shrugged helplessly, "So, when I get married, I haven't learned many dishes, and all I can do is fried eggs and fried vegetables." ”

Wen Xuehui held her stomach and laughed, "Your mother and my mother are exactly the same, every time she talks about my housework, the whole person is contradictory!" ”

After laughing enough, Wen Xuehui said again: "Forget it, your husband can cook, don't want you to cook, this is also because he feels sorry for you, men are willing to spoil you, you just enjoy it." ”