It was the bright morning of Christmas Day. You and your husband were ready to give a special gift to your young son, Jian. He was only five years old, and the room was full of his happy energy. You were both excited as you handed him the colorful boxes. Jian didn't wait; he quickly ripped the thin paper off both gifts with fast hands.

​As he finally saw the hidden treasures inside, his small face filled with pure happiness. He had received the exact toys he wanted. "Thank you, Mommy, Daddy!" he chirped, his voice high and sweet.

​The both of you smiled, watching your little boy play on the soft rug with his new toys. But then, the quiet mood shifted. Your husband turned to face you with a playful smirk on his handsome face.

​"For you, honey," he murmured. He handed you a small, heavy gift wrapped in shiny paper. Excited, you looked into his dark eyes and slowly took the gift from his warm hand.

​"Open it and see what's inside," he urged, his voice low and smooth.

​Confused but curious, you pulled the silk ribbon and opened the box. You were stunned when you saw the bold fabric inside.

​"I would love to if you wear that in front of me," he whispered, leaning close to your ear.

​Tucked inside the white tissue paper was a piece of delicate red lingerie. It was bright, lacy, and daring—a private gift hidden in the middle of a public holiday. Your face turned a deep pink, matching the vivid color of the gift, while your husband’s smirk grew wider and more mischievous.