Full Sugar No Ice

Chapter 46 Cocoa Skirt ([-])

It was Ding Lan's birthday today, and a group of friends booked a suite in a five-star hotel to celebrate her birthday.As in previous years, eating, drinking and playing are one-stop, no matter how lively it is.

Most of the friends present were men and women of her age. Everyone was familiar with each other, and when they got together, they chatted and laughed one after another. The atmosphere was relaxed and joyful.

"Birthday girl, here comes the cake! Blow out the candles! Blow out the candles!" Ding Lan's friend ordered a double-layered cake, and the hotel waiter in a vest slowly pushed the cake into the hall with a trolley filled with flowers at the corners.

Ding Lan wore a black beaded mermaid evening dress today. Against the backdrop of the lights, she looked like a real mermaid.

She raised the corners of her lips, glanced at the cake filled with cream, and then slowly moved away.

The waiter was adjusting the angle of the digital birthday candle, and someone whispered, "Wan Fang is too stupid, how can I use a digital candle?"

"When she does this, everyone knows that Lan Lan is 30 years old this year."

"She did it on purpose. I heard that Wan Fang's husband pursued Lan Lan before, and Wan Fang has been thinking about it for many years."

"Lanlan doesn't like Chen Huai, she has such a high vision, all these years, she only likes that fierce young fresh meat."

"Is it the little boss of the car wash shop? Zhou Minmin has met that man and said he is a rare and top-notch one."

"It is said that this person has a personality. Lan Lan can't win his heart even after spending money for several years. Do you think there is such a person now? Is he normal?"

"It might be normal for a woman like Wan Fang, but Lan Lan..." There was a hint of interest in the man's eyes, "I'm really curious about a man who can reject Lan Lan."

Ding Lan caressed her arms that were chilled by the cold wind from the air conditioner, and said to Wan Fang in front of her, "Wait a minute, I have a friend who hasn't arrived yet."

Wan Fang smiled, and there were a few faint lines at the corners of her heavily made-up eyes, "Who is it, are there any ones that haven't arrived yet?"

She looked around.

Their circle is not big, and everyone who should come should have come.

Ding Lan reached out and brushed the curly hair around her cheeks, her smile was still charming and bright, and she said softly, "You will know when you see it."

As soon as the words were finished, a tall young man walked in from the half-open door.

He was wearing an ordinary black T-shirt and black trousers, and a pair of sneakers on his feet. His hair was cut very short, which lined his face with cold and clear lines.

He didn't seem to be used to such a crowded place. After entering, he frowned first, then turned his head, waiting for the people outside the door to come in.

A pale yellow figure stood quietly leaning on his arm, the same as when he first came in, with an expression of some resistance to this strange occasion.

Ding Lan in the distance saw this scene, raised her eyebrows slightly, stretched out her fingers to pick up the hem of the fishtail skirt, and walked gracefully towards the door.

"coming."

Walking up to him, Ding Lan greeted Teng Yi with a smile.

The surroundings slowly fell silent, and the guests present looked at them curiously.

Teng Yi handed Ding Lan a cosmetic bag, "Happy birthday."

Ding Lan took it and said thank you with a smile.After speaking, she turned her gaze to the girl next to Teng Yi.

Bing Bing.

She is Bing Bing.

Ding Lan looked at the young and delicate face, and the girl was also looking at her. Their eyes met. She bent her lips and smiled, "Bing Bing, welcome to my birthday Patty."

"Happy birthday." Tang Xiaobing congratulated with a generous attitude.

Ding Lan pointed to the sofa in the distance, "Sit there, don't be restrained. If you want to eat, you can go to the dining table and get it yourself."

"You are busy with your work, don't worry about us." Teng Yi said.

Ding Lan nodded, pointing to the cake on the dining car, "I'm going to finish the task. You sit first."

As soon as Teng Yi took Tang Xiaobing to his seat, the lights dimmed.

The indoor stereo blared Happy Birthday.

When the candle was lit, Tang Xiaobing frowned, and murmured beside Teng Yi: "Who designed this ceremony? How do you use digital candles?"

Teng Yi saw the particularly conspicuous 30 on the cake, his eyes gleamed lightly, he turned his head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Tang Xiaobing said: "Which woman is willing to go to the third party."

Also.

Teng Yi pulled the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "Maybe it was her idea."

Ding Lan likes to be independent and never cares what others think of her.

Tang Xiaobing looked at him, "I'm sure it's not her."

"why?"

There is no why.

Ding Lan would never do such a stupid thing of publicly revealing her age in front of the person she likes.

She smiled and didn't answer.

When making a wish, Ding Lan glanced in their direction, then she clasped her hands together and stood in front of the cake with a devout attitude to make a wish. When the candles were blown out, the audience applauded loudly, and the waiter handed over the knife, and she received it with a smile on her face. In the past, when she was about to cut the cake, a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup suddenly stepped forward to interrupt her movement. The woman put her arm around Ding Lan's shoulders and whispered a few words intimately in her ear. Knife in hand to complete the last part of the ceremony.

Ding Lan socialized for a while, drank a lot of wine, and was a little bit over the top.The waiter asked her if she wanted more wine, she thought for a while, picked up two glasses of red wine, and walked towards the rest area.

Teng Yi sat alone in the corner of the sofa, with his right foot resting on his left leg, looking down at his phone.

"Where is the person?" Ding Lan sat on the empty seat next to Teng Yi, slightly sideways her shoulders, and looked at Teng Yi with a provocative posture.

"Going to answer the phone." Teng Yi looked up at her, then lowered his head to stare at the phone screen.

"Have a drink." Ding Lan glanced at the small black bag leaning against his leg, and handed the red wine in his hand forward.

Teng Yi stretched out his hand to block it, "No, drive."

Ding Lan smiled, took back the glass of red wine that was sent to the front, and put it on the table.

She raised another red wine glass, shook it, took a sip, and swallowed it slowly in her mouth.

"That woman just now is not a good person, stay away from her." Teng Yi said suddenly.

Ding Lan raised her slender eyebrows, put her hands on her knees, rested her chin, and looked at Teng Yi with shining eyes, "Do you care about me?"

Teng Yi swiped his finger upwards, and the light from the phone cast on his face, making him look a little alienated and indifferent, "I only care about the rent."

Ding Lan snorted and laughed. She leaned over and glanced at Teng Yi's phone screen.

"Late stage of thyroid cancer..." She read the words she saw, her complexion slowly changed, "What's wrong with you?"

Teng Yi turned off the phone interface lightly, "It's nothing, I found it, just take a look."

Ding Lan pursed her lips and looked up and down Teng Yi suspiciously. Teng Yi smiled, picked up the pocket bag next to his leg, put it in his hand and turned it around, "It's all right, we just had a physical examination last month."

"You'd better leave me alone." Ding Lan said.

Teng Yi didn't speak, he took his bag in one hand and took out a cigarette in his pocket with the other.

Soon, the cigarette was lit, and he smoked silently.

People around cast curious glances at them from time to time.

Ding Lan pressed the wine glass to her lips, raised her head, and drank the rest of the wine.

The wine glass collided with the coffee table, making a jingle.

She called Teng Yi.

Teng Yi paused, looked down, and looked at the white fingers with manicures on his legs.

"Teng Yi, be my boyfriend."

(End of this chapter)