The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 102 The School Grass Shakes His Fate (37)

"Birthday?"

No, your birthday isn't...

Kuang Chitose subconsciously thought of another date.

Ah, that's right.

She remembered the prince's birthday.

Now it's Xie Feihua.

When the prince just arrived at her side.

Every year on her birthday, she would elaborately make cat meal cakes to celebrate.

There were a few years in between, and it was interrupted.

At that time, the prince would grow up to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Exactly, normal cats, entering old age.

She was so scared at the time.

I am afraid that the prince will die.

Scared to death.

So I deliberately ignored that day and pretended to forget it.

Maybe God was really fooled by her.

The prince has been living very healthy.

She even lived longer than the previous one.

After a long time, I suddenly opened my spiritual wisdom...

"Birthday?"

Kuang Qiansui asked him with a smile, his eyebrows were gentle.

"How are you going to live? Do you want cake?"

It happened that I owed the prince at the beginning.

Make it up from here.

Xie Feihua stared straight at her eyes.

It felt like half a month had passed since Chitose looked at him with gentler eyes.

Just like...

A flash in my mind.

Remember the hallucinations of the trance and confusion in the movie theater.

At this moment, the eyes are really similar.

"Brother Hua?"

Kuang Qiansui patted the back of his hand.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"How do you feel today? I've been distracted."

Xie Feihua shook his head.

"I'm... fine..."

Back to the topic of birthdays.

According to his original intention, he wanted to celebrate alone with Kuang Chitose.

Maybe it can be like this or that, stuffed stuffed sauce.

But a long time ago, I made an agreement with Miaolihuan and the others.

Must be with the brothers.

Once in a lifetime big day.

He is also very tangled.

"Then come together, and I will go too."

Kuang Chisui asked,

"Where is the day?"

"Tomorrow, Fengniao Garden, I will pick you up."

Kuang Chitose nodded, and searched for the name on the phone.

Only a few words of introduction.

There is no address and door face photo, not even a hotline for ordering food.

Presumably it is only open to wealthy officials and officials.

This kind of shop...

"I haven't been there, is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Xie Feihua held the chicken wings in her mouth, squinted her eyes and thought for a while,

"It seems... not..."

In his impression, he has never encountered a store that restricts the appearance of customers to dress.

Maybe, he had better luck?
"It's not bad over there, I spent Miao Er's birthday there before.

There are complete facilities for eating, singing, playing cards and ball games. "

Kuang Chitose nodded.

Sounds like an exclusive club.

Dressing too casually is definitely not appropriate.

It is estimated that Xie Feihua didn't feel it because no one dared to control him.

"You just said cake, did you want to buy it for me?"

Xie Feihua ate almost the same.

Wiping his hands, he moved to the side of Kuang Qiansui, and pulled him into his arms.

"Or is it that Chitose will do it by himself?"

Kuang Qiantui was holding a soup bowl.

Suddenly being picked up, almost spilling all over her body.

Surprised, he blurted out "yes", and choked back.

She shook her head,
"will not."

It's so dangerous, it almost messed up again.

Cat meal cakes are different from cakes eaten by people.

Xie Feihua is a prince, but now he is a human being.

If she did this, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?

Xie Feihua didn't know how much she was thinking.

Seeing that the person in his arms is well-behaved and soft.

The mouth couldn't help it, and leaned forward to peck a couple of mouthfuls.

"It's okay, Miao Er's sister will do it for us every year."

Speaking of which,
"When it's your birthday, I'll ask Sister Qian to make you a big one."

Xie Feihua was thinking about it,

What kind of surprise should he prepare for Chitose's birthday?

The person in his arms froze suddenly.

"?What's wrong?"

Kuang Chitose lowered his gaze.

The haze is in the bottom of the eyes, and it hits the shore like a tidal wave.

"It's not my birthday."

In order to avoid Xie Feihua misunderstanding, she forcefully explained,
"My mother died of dystocia the day she gave birth to me, so..."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Xie Feihua apologized sincerely.

However, it feels strange.

Although this reason sounds impeccable, the tone of the statement that it's not just a birthday is completely wrong.

Disgust, hatred, despair?
(End of this chapter)