Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

LAN Ziyuan patted the dust on her body and said, "do you really want to thank me? Then give me the birthday present I want. "

Then he spread his hand.

The wind shallow Xi stretched out his hand to pat his palm: "don't tease."

"I mean it."

"I mean it, too. If you keep teasing me any longer, the bookshelves of the whole stack room will fall down later. "

LAN Ziyuan pretended to think like this: "the gift I just said can't work, can't it?"

She squinted at Feng Mou and told him directly with her eyes without words that this kind of joke, of course, is not good!

Face to face.

LAN Ziyuan thought for a moment, and suddenly hit a loud finger: "then change one."

"What?"

"Kiss me."

"Ah?"

"I said, kiss me." He started, pointed to his lips: "I want a birthday present."

"I'll go... Lanziyuan... You, you're enough." Her eyes are dizzy, almost did not fall directly on the ground, one hand in the waist, depressed staring at him, as if to say, you are joking, nothing.

Lanziyuan is very serious: "this time, it's true."

"Everything you say is true. Which one is true?"

"Don't be so unkind, Qianxi."

"Hey, come on, it's not a matter of near inhumanity. It's a matter of moral bottom line." She felt that he and she were almost in the mode of preaching.

The two of them were just about to sit on the ground and hold a seminar.

The atmosphere became like a seminar. LAN Ziyuan said, "you should change your position and think about it. If I'm not joking, if I'm serious, I want you to kiss me, promise or refuse my birthday present."

"Mouth?" She asked scornfully.

LAN Ziyuan held out the tip of her tongue, licked the corner of her lips, blinked her eyes, and threw out a wink: "passionate tongue kiss."

Feng Qianxi responded to an action which was electrified by him. He shook his body. Then his expression became serious again. He remembered: "I think I will refuse."

"Why?"

"Isn't this... A matter of course? Whether it's hand kissing or face kissing, it's a kind of etiquette, but kissing is not. "

"So, my birthday, you are not going to realize my wish?"

"Er..."

"It seems that I'm the only one who came to ask for it." The blue kite is approaching again.

"Hello... Blue kite!" She held out her hand and blocked his chest. It seemed that he was serious. At that moment, there was a trace of anxiety in her eyes.

When the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of her nose, the distance between the two faces was so close, almost close to each other.

LAN Ziyuan took the initiative to stop the next step: "hum..." with a smile, he stood up straight and left her face a little.

Shallow Xi heavy relief: "you really... Scared me to death."

"Today is not my birthday, so I'd better keep this kiss for later." He said, his eyes a little more casual.

"Not your birthday?" It seems that Qian Xi's attention is basically focused on the previous sentence. As for the following words, they are automatically ignored or blocked.

"Yes."

"But, said the maid, I heard you tell the minister about your birthday.

"False."

"Ah? Is it true what the maid said? Or you lied to the minister. "

"I lied to them." LAN Ziyuan doesn't care about that. What he said is a light hearted and indifferent expression.

Feng Qianxi wiped his sweat: "didn't you tell the minister that it was really your birthday? Why? It is said that the kingdom of Verita gives birth to the king every year. Is it necessary for you to celebrate a false birthday

"My birthday, only with the people I want to spend, not anyone can." He is extremely domineering, sharp, to this attitude is also very firm.

"So you told them a fake birthday."

"Yes."

"Well, you will have two birthdays every year. How happy you are." The wind light Xi, eyes on the white stars. As for LAN Ziyuan's temperament, she doesn't want to say anything more. She is a strange person. How many quirks are there?

"Who knows."

"Why, who knows."

"I want to have a birthday with some people, but it doesn't mean that those people will accompany me, so it's unnecessary."

"Who have you been with before?"

"Sally." He said indifferently

Sally?

Vita Sally. LAN Ziyuan's biological mother, but hasn't she been dead for many years? At least LAN Ziyuan died when she was a child: "that, that, after Sally died... Your birthday."

"No more." To put it simply, it's surprisingly plain.

Speaking unintentionally, the listener has a heart. LAN Ziyuan only wants to celebrate his birthday with the person he wants, but no one else can. If it's not what he wants, he won't be happy. So the rest is useless, even if the whole country celebrates, it is just as a festival, he does not care, so it is not a birthday.

All of a sudden, lanziyuan is so sad.

Perhaps the birthday of this kind of thing, very illusory, even if it is not necessary, but after, it is a memorial, remember when I was a child every year with wind dad, for his birthday. Later, there are Duanyue, Lixia, Lihao and her son. Her birthday will not be lonely every year.

And he did.

Even if there are hundreds of people celebrating his birthday, he didn't bite them. All would rather not

"Your real birthday..."

"If it's you, I'd like you to accompany me."

"Really?" Qian Xi is a little surprised. She is grateful for what LAN Ziyuan has done for her. She wants to celebrate his birthday for him, but she doesn't know who he wants, but now she seems to have got a pass for his birthday.

"My birthday is..." Lan Ziyuan came to Qian Xi's ear and said the real date of his birthday.

Feng Qianxi then wrote it down silently, picked up the plum blossom on the ground which had been crushed by books and put it into LAN Ziyuan's arms: "where can I take back what I sent out? This flower is just a thank-you gift for saving me."

"That's casual."

"It would be nice to have one!"

LAN Ziyuan took the plum blossom and turned around. After being pressed by the book, the flowers were flat, and there was no flower at all.

Shallow Xi again way: "by the way, your back."

"Nothing."

"Really?"

"Do you think I'm brittle? Can this hurt me? "

"..." she didn't know if he was brittle, but the pain was absolutely indispensable: "today, I'll cook for you."

"That's a bit sincere."

"Hee hee."

Look at each other and smile.

Living together, every day is very happy.