The good substitute is actually a group pet

??Meng Tinghe gave this piece of music to He Pingsui as a birthday present? It took ten days from the initial composition to the completion, but in terms of conception, it actually started as early as when the two of them were together. thought up.

?? It can be said that it is his longest piece of music.

?? No one will bother them.Music poured into the room,? Soothing and soft,? Light and bright.

?? The young man who plays is sitting on the chair in front of his desk. Wearing an off-white senior sweater, he looks neat and tidy.The slender fingers are set off by the dark pipa even more white.

??Meng Tinghe played with dedication and earnestness, but he did not close his eyes and be intoxicated alone like ordinary performers.

??He was looking back at He Pingsui.

?? He Pingsui stared at his lover, feeling a peace and satisfaction that he had never felt before.

?? This piece is not long. After 3 minutes, Meng Tinghe stopped playing, and looked at He Pingsui with his eyes bent.

??He Pingsui walked up to him slowly and knelt down, and held his hand: "Thank you, baby,? I like it very much."

??The time when He Pingsui was most helpless and helpless was when he was seven years old.

??And so many years have passed,? On his 27th birthday,? The person who?

?? He is willing to stay.

?? Only for him to stay alone.

?? He Pingsui gently placed the pipa Meng Tinghe was holding on the table next to him, and kissed the back of his hand almost reverently. After a pause, he carefully blew on the wound on his fingertips. .

?? Meng Tinghe looked down at him for a while, ? pulled him to stand up, ? pressed the back of his neck with his other hand.

??He is ruthless in the mall,? Mr. He, who no one dares to provoke easily, is very obedient at the moment, allowing Meng Tinghe to give instructions on his actions.

??Meng Tinghe pulled the person in front of his eyes, and announced with a smile: "I want to kiss you."

??…

??He Pingsui is very satisfied with this year's birthday.He and Meng Tinghe stayed in their room for a while, then took their boyfriend downstairs for dinner.

?? The chef of the He family made the dinner immediately after receiving the news of He Pingsui's return. After it was ready, the butler delivered it over in person.

?? After receiving He Pingsui's consent, the silver-haired old housekeeper pushed the dining car in and was slightly surprised when he saw Meng Tinghe.

?? "Master, your dinner." The butler maintained his professionalism and quickly brought the food to the table. He didn't look at Meng Tinghe, but was secretly surprised.

?? He just heard from the guard that the young master brought someone back. He knew intellectually that it should be the young master's partner, the eldest young master of the Meng family, but he still found it unbelievable emotionally.

?? After all, He Pingsui has been single for so many years.

??Speaking of which, the housekeeper also watched He Pingsui grow up.The youngest young master of the He family was too different in age from his older brothers and sisters. Within a few years after he was born, the eldest son was born.

??He and his two brothers and sisters were not born to the same mother, and the age gap was too big, so there was no way to play together.

??The housekeeper always thought that the eldest lady, He Rong, was only dissatisfied and disliked this younger brother, and never thought that she would do such a thing.

??Thinking of He Pingsui's seven-year-old event, the butler sighed indistinctly.

?? That day, he happened to follow Director He's instructions to deal with some matters. He was not at He's house, so he didn't solve the emergency in time.

??When the door of that room was opened again, he noticed that something had changed on He Pingsui.

??The housekeeper has always felt guilty about this young master - He Pingsui still didn't hold a birthday party this year, but he still asked the chef to prepare it one day in advance.

??I didn't expect to come back, and I brought my partner back with me.

??…

??He Pingsui nodded to the butler, took Meng Tinghe's hand, and introduced: "Uncle Wei, this is my lover."

??The housekeeper looked at the handsome young man next to He Pingsui, and smiled politely: "Hello, Young Master Meng."

??Meng Tinghe greeted him gently, and He Pingsui pulled him to the dining table.

??The round table is covered with a light yellow floral tablecloth, which looks very warm and lovely, but it has faded a little.

??It doesn't fit He Pingsui's overlord, probably he chose it when his mother was still alive.

?? "Try this, I asked the kitchen to fry some more." He Pingsui picked up a piece of fried fish that was delicious and crunchy, blew it cold, and put it next to Meng Tinghe's mouth.

??The butler looked at the young master who was always arrogant and not to be messed with, serving people tenderly, and he understood.

?? Maybe the young master came back because of his partner.

?? The housekeeper silently pushed the dining car away with a little relief and sigh.

??…

??The ingredients are top-notch ingredients, and the chef is also an ancestor who was engaged in this industry. Combining the two, the fried fish made was highly praised by Meng Tinghe almost instantly.

??While indulging in delicious food, there is also a trace of pathos.

??Why can't he make such a delicious thing??

??He Pingsui caught his moment of depression, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

??Meng Tinghe tentatively put forward an opinion: "I think I can try again."

??Otherwise, I always feel that his birthday celebration process is incomplete.

??He Pingsui was stunned for a few seconds, realized what he was saying, and refused with a smile: "No."

?? Meng Tinghe lost silently.

??He Pingsui couldn't stand his boyfriend acting like a baby or being sad, so he immediately made concessions: "Then I will accompany you tomorrow, okay?"

?? At least let him watch from the side, so as not to cause any unnecessary accidental injuries.

??…

?? Fortunately, the project that Meng Tinghe participated in has made a staged progress. All the researchers were given a week off, and the teacher who took the class on Monday was transferred for a month. Meng Tinghe did not need to rush He hurried back to Jiang City.

?? After eating and taking a shower, Meng Tinghe leaned on her boyfriend's bed.

??He Pingsui has a busy schedule these days, and he is so busy that his feet don't touch the ground, but he can't tell how tired he is.

?? He sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair, while pointing out to Meng Tinghe the things in the room, and introduced them one by one.

?? "The model on the top of the bookcase was given by my mother when I was in junior high school... Those books? To tell you the truth, I only read a small part of it."

??The bookcase against the wall is full of books, and various small toys are piled up on the top and in the blank space. It looks messy and full of fireworks.

??Meng Tinghe traced the outlines of these things with his eyes, imagining what He Pingsui looked like when he was a child.

??He leaned against the head of the bed in a lazy and casual posture, with a large area exposed from the open collar.

??Noticing He Pingsui's gaze, he raised his eyebrows and said lazily, "Tonight?"

??He Pingsui threw down the towel, touched the marks on his body, then shook his head and refused: "No."

??Yesterday he was indeed a little stimulated by Meng Tinghe's appearance, and the strength was a little mild. He was not willing to torment him tonight.

??Meng Tinghe smiled and kicked him lightly, but was caught by the backhand and scratched the soles of his feet.

??…

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??He Pingsui had his happiest birthday in 27 years, and he woke up the next morning feeling refreshed.

??Meng Tinghe is full of anticipation for the new day.

??Successfully cooking a meal has almost become his obsession.If he doesn't do it well once, he may miss it all the time.

?? Today, although I can't do it alone, but accompanied by my boyfriend, it is enough to make him feel happy.

??He Pingsui ordered the kitchen to deliver fresh ingredients last night, and when he brought Meng Tinghe to the kitchen of this house, other things were already ready.

?? "What do you want to do, baby?"

?? Meng Tinghe, who has experienced a lot of wind and waves, is very self-aware of himself, and did not ask for such things as Buddha jumping over the wall: "Keep it simple, the kind that can be eaten."

??It sounds inexplicably sad.

??He Pingsui let out a muffled laugh, and taught her boyfriend hand in hand.

??The same steps, under the guidance of He Pingsui, produced a completely different effect from Meng Tinghe's own processing.

?? A bell rang in the living room.

??Meng Tinghe patted He Pingsui's hand away trying to continue pointing with complicated emotions, and took over the kitchen master: "Okay, okay, I think I can do it, let me try it alone, you answer the phone."

??He Pingsui was still a little worried, so he went to the living room and answered the phone: "What's the matter?"

?? Tang Ying chose to open his mouth with a series of beeps: "Hey you, I have a wife and forget my friends. I celebrated your birthday yesterday. You are so perfunctory. Forget it, who do you think I am going to have dinner with now?"

??He Pingsui couldn't figure it out, nor did he want to guess.

"Hahahaha! Unexpectedly, I'm having dinner with Qiu Yue!" Tang Yingze's voice was beaming, "She's not angry with me, she's doing well, and now she's cooking with her girlfriend!"

??He Pingsui knew something about his Fa Xiao's family, knew that some grievances from the previous generation had caused an accident to his younger sister's parents, and also knew that Tang Yingze had always felt guilty towards her.

?? Mr. He is sincerely happy for Fa Xiao: "Congratulations, you don't have to worry all day long from now on."

??Tang Ying chose to be so frightened that he wanted to share it with everyone.He shook his head and asked He Pingsui: "I can eat my sister's meal for lunch, how about you, Mr. He?"

??Everything is boring, this man.

??He Pingsui mocked him a few words, his eyes fell on Meng Tinghe in the kitchen, after thinking about it, he still strode over.

??In the steaming pot, with the joint efforts of the two, the food is not bad.

??Meng Tinghe dug out a spoonful of fried rice and handed it to He Pingsui's mouth. His eyes were no longer his usual indifference, but sparkling, full of anticipation.

??He Pingsui ate the spoonful of fried rice obediently.

?? In the ear, Tang Yingze was still beeping, insisting on him to give an answer.

??He Pingsui touched Meng Tinghe's head, thinking of the surprises and satisfaction he had brought to him these two days.

??Thinking of the fried rice just now, with a pun, Tang Ying chose a heavy blow.

?? "I'm... eating soft rice."

??The author has something to say: Tang Ying choose:? ? ? ?exist?Why suddenly abuse the dog? ?

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