There's a wild binghe showing up at your door with a pink apron and a box of handmade sweets, sqq. "Shizun!" exclaimed the half demon, a bright smile on his face- he seemed rather excited about today. "This disciple made you something."
Hold up a minute--!
What was today, exactly?
He stares over Binghe who apparently came all this way in a pink frilly apron. Okay, it wasn’t that far - it was really just to Shen Qingqiu’s room - but any distance seemed too far in that ridiculous outfit.
Wait. It was that day! The day he often tries to forget because out of all his Valentine’s Day dates so few were what anyone could consider to be ‘successful’! It was no secret Shen Yuan was terrible with romantic things!
But how did Binghe find out?
There was only one suspect: the only other person who transmigrated from their world. Damn you, Airplane Shooting Toward the Sky!
After another look (actually, he can’t help but stare as his fan slowly creeps up his face to hide the blushing), it’s really not a bad appearance. If a cute girl -- ah, he can’t even hide how fast his heart is beating. It’s really too cute!
“Aha... you did? What is the occasion?” He’ll just play dumb, it’s the easiest way to survive this day. “Come in then, I was just about to have tea.”









