Qin Feng chuckled softly at Su Jiyai's words, his gaze affectionate as he ruffled the fur between her ears.
"Thank you, Jiyai," he whispered, brushing a kiss against the top of her head.
After a brief moment of silence, he leaned back slightly, a playful glint dancing in his eyes. "Now, that's just the beginning."
Su Jiyai tilted her head, still in her wolf cub form, curiosity swirling in her amber eyes. "There's more?"
Qin Feng nodded, standing up and walking over to a large bag he had tucked away in the corner of the room.
He returned with a sly grin on his face, the bag slung over his shoulder like a secret treasure trove.
"I have something else for you, but I thought I'd give you one gift for every hour of your birthday. So, for each of your twenty-two years, I've prepared something special."
Su Jiyai's heart thumped in her chest.
Twenty-two gifts?
