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This morning, Pudding woke up early, dressed and ran out of bed consciously, ran to Su Peishen's room, lay on Su Peishen's pillow and looked at Mr. Su who was still asleep.

Mr. Su seems to be very tired, or else why he hasn't woken up at this time.

Time passed by, and Pudding folded his hands, resting his chin on the back of his hands and shaking his head, looking at Su Peishen's side face all the time.

With a straight nose and long breath, Mr. Su slept soundly, and he hasn't woken up yet.

Pudding's head was dangling, and the tip of Mr. Su's nose attracted pudding like a light source attracting moths. He stretched out his hand, squeezed it quietly, and was caught immediately.

The warm palm was on the back of Pudding's hand, and his five fingers were tightly entangled. Su Peishen opened his eyes, but saw no one. He recognized whose little paw it was just from the troublesome hand in front of him, and the corner of his mouth raised: "Morning!" install."

Pudding wanted to pull his hand back, but it didn't move even after several times of force, so he had to give up resentfully: "Good morning, Mr. Su."

Today is the time for the scheduled birthday party, why Pudding came to find me so early, it is really hard to guess, I can't guess.

Su Peishen closed his eyes leisurely, held Pudding's little hand on his chest, and placed it on his heart: "I can't open my eyes, I don't want to get up, Jiujiu let me sleep for a while, okay?"

Pudding began to think about this question very seriously, vacillating between "Mr. Su is sleepy, let him sleep" and "I can't wait to see how my birthday party is going", and couldn't choose the result for a long time.

Su Peishen "kindly" suggested to Pudding: "If I can receive a sweet good morning kiss, maybe I can wake up quickly, after all, nothing can compare to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pudding had quickly pecked his cheek.

Su Peishen only opened one right eye to look at him: "It's too fast, I don't have enough energy to get up."

Pudding laughed angrily, and punched Su Peishen in the chest: "Mr. Su, stop making trouble, and get up quickly."

Resigned to his fate and sighed, Su Peishen let go of Pudding's small paw, and sat up slowly: "It's really exciting to have a busy day for Jiujiu."

Pudding responded: "Look forward to it, Mr. Su, get up quickly~"

Slowly getting up, slowly getting out of bed, slowly dressing and washing... Su Pei glanced at Pudding's anxious expression from the corner of his eye, and asked him casually: "Jiujiu wakes up so early, so I should have brushed it too." Have you brushed your teeth and washed your face?"

Pudding stayed beside Su Peishen for a second, then turned back to his room dejectedly: "I'm going to wash now..."

Su Pei looked deeply at the back of him leaving, and suddenly recalled kissing pudding that day in his mind, but now he no longer has any charming thoughts in his mind, only...

—Has Pudding brushed his teeth that day?

Hmm... Forget it, don't worry about it, Su Peishen looked at himself in the mirror, and decided to comb his hair straight and put on a setting spray.

Opening the door, Pudding had been waiting downstairs, looking at him eagerly. He didn't look like a hamster, but more like a little sticky dog ​​with its tongue out waiting for its master to pet it.

I couldn't help but raised my hand to touch Pudding's head: "Let's go, let's go."

The place to hold Pudding's birthday is not here. This is his and Pudding's private den. Naturally, Su Peishen doesn't want other people to know and enter, so the place he chose is a residence known to outsiders.

He would occasionally stay in that residence, and the few banquets he held after returning to China were also held there. This time, in order to allow Pudding to receive many gifts, he invited guests to cast a wide net, choosing that place to save others Lost and can't find where the venue is.

Pudding was in a state of extreme excitement, which made Su Peishen a little worried. He always felt that he was too excited and would fall asleep again when the show officially started, which was not worth the candle.

So when they were in the car, Su Peishen intentionally reminded Pudding to sleep for a while, but Pudding opened his eyes wide and looked forward to it, as if he would not be able to sleep.

After arriving at the place, as soon as the car stopped, a service staff spread a roll of red carpet under the car door and connected it to the kiosk. Pudding was a little surprised: "Do you want a red carpet for a birthday party?"

Su Peishen nodded naturally, solemnly: "Yes."

Pudding didn't suspect him, and was pulled by Su Peishen when he was about to get out of the car. Pudding turned around in doubt, and his hand was already on the door lock switch.

"Wait a minute, I'll get off first." With that said, Su Peishen got out of the car door on the other side, went around to Pudding's side, opened the door for him, and held out his hand.

Pudding hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on Su Peishen's palm, which was gently held by the other party.

Su Peishen knelt down on one knee on the red carpet, and said slowly in the panic that Pudding almost retracted his hand: "Welcome my little birthday boy."

Pudding exhaled lightly, his clothes looked frightened, and he was afraid: "I thought you would take out the ring and propose to me..."

Su Peishen conjured up an exquisite little box out of nowhere: "You mean this?"

"...?!" Pudding was really frightened, he stammered, "I... I just... made a... joke!"

Su Peishen couldn't help but burst out laughing. He stood up and hid the small box miraculously with a smile: "It's indeed a birthday present I want to give you, but it's not that you want the ring. Say it again."

The smile between his brows and eyes was even more obvious: "We are not lovers, where did the proposal come from? Shouldn't we confess first and then propose?"

It turned out that he was thinking too much, Pudding secretly spurned himself, and immediately put his eyes on Su Peishen, poking around, wondering what gift Mr. Su would prepare for him.

Hmph, that little box is so small, what can it hold?However, since it is a gift prepared by Mr. Su for himself, it should be a gift that I will like very much, so curious!

The two walked through clusters of flowers, and countless balloons printed with hamster patterns or twisted into the shape of hamsters were decorated around them. Pudding was curious at first, and he would touch them wherever he went, and looked at the costumes here with satisfaction, but ...

He was frustrated: "Why is there no one."

"It's not the time yet. I made the night. After all, everyone has to work. How can I just take the time to attend a hamster's birthday party, isn't it?"

Knowing that Mr. Su was teasing himself, Pudding puffed up his cheeks and said angrily, "What's wrong with hamsters, hamsters can't celebrate their birthdays! There are fewer and fewer goblins in this world. It's their honor to be able to attend my birthday!" "

"Okay, it's their honor." Su Peishen smiled the whole time, the fried hamster seemed... more delicious.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was not allowed to become a genius. Fortunately, his Jiujiu had already become a genius a long time ago.

Sure enough, as Su Peishen expected, Pudding started to fight his eyelids after shopping around. Su Peishen asked him to go to sleep upstairs first, while he continued to supervise the preparation process of the party.

The layout of the venue is almost complete, but what they have to do is far more than that.

Pudding was sleeping peacefully on the bed that originally belonged to Su Peishen. Some people were busy with how to hold his birthday party, and some were worried about how to choose a gift for a hamster.

Ouyang Ying forced Xie Buqing to accompany her to pick out gifts for Su Peishen's pet hamster. Xie Buqing knew what she was thinking, so he had to spare half a day's trip to accompany her.

After wandering around the mall and pet store for a long time, but did not see any gifts that could be bought, Ouyang Ying fell into a deep anxiety, Xie Buqing had no choice but to say: "Cousin, you seem to be too nervous, why don't you wait to pick it up, let me give you a gift first." Calm down yourself."

Ouyang Ying sat on the temporary resting place beside her, rubbed her tired heels, and regretted that she should wear flat shoes instead of high heels when going out: "This is the first time I have received an invitation card from Pei Shen, and he has never invited you before." If you pass me, of course I will give him an ingenious gift."

Originally, it was difficult to choose this gift, but now with the addition of a condition - "for a pet mouse", it is even more difficult to choose.

Xie Buqing knew that she was interested in Su Peishen, so she patiently continued shopping with this lady.

Unintentionally, I came to the vicinity of the bookstore.

Ouyang Ying noticed that Xie Buqing's eyes glanced over a certain place in front of her from time to time, and looked along that line of sight curiously, and found that it was a bookstore, curiously: "What are you looking at?"

Xie Buqing shook his head: "It's nothing, sister, let's go ahead and have a look."

When passing the bookstore, Ouyang Ying suddenly wanted to go in and take a look. It was an indescribable feeling, like a woman's sixth sense.

She subconsciously walked in that direction, Xie Buqing noticed where her destination was, and quickly grabbed her: "Sister, what are you doing there?"

Ouyang Ying turned around in confusion, and after a few seconds, her eyes regained clarity. Seeing that half of her body had stepped into the road, she was surprised: "Why did I go here?"

If Xie Buqing hadn't stopped her, she might have crossed the road.

Seeing Xie Buqing looking at her worriedly, Ouyang Ying rubbed her brows and sighed: "It seems that I am indeed too nervous."

She walked on the side of the road, looked at the crosswalk and the bookstore not far away, and suddenly had an idea: "Bu Qing, let's go to that bookstore for a seat."

Xie Buqing subconsciously refused, he didn't want Ouyang Ying to contact the people in that store, because he still knew in his heart that Boss Gu was not a good person who wanted nothing but nothing.

Ouyang Ying was puzzled by Xie Buqing's nervousness, and patted his hand comfortingly: "Perhaps... it would be nice to give him a book."

Xie Buqing immediately questioned: "Sister, didn't you say that this gift was bought for the pet mouse, and the book was given to the pet mouse, and it couldn't understand it."

Ouyang Ying sighed slightly: "But in the final analysis, this gift...is not for Pei Shen, it can make his eyes shine, that's fine."

The author has something to say: Thank you reader "Wen Pei" for irrigating the nutrient solution!

Thank you readers for the "end of summer" irrigation nutrient solution!

My god... how did the manuscript with only a few words be sent out last night? ? ?I... I... kneel down orz