Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Jiang Chengli covered his mouth and coughed softly: "You promised me what you just said."

Ji Xun nodded, his eyes shone with fragments of light in the darkness.

"Go to my place tonight." Jiang Chengli stretched out his hand and touched the red marks on his lower lip with his fingertips, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile.

Jiang Chengli felt a little regretful after speaking, the small hotel he was staying in was not suitable for Ji Xun to see, but then he thought it would be okay to find a random hotel.

Ji Xun blinked his eyes, and put his left hand on the side of Jiang Chengli's face, as if he was measuring and describing his outline with his fingertips.

Jiang Chengli was a little uncomfortable being touched, but he didn't hide.

He didn't ask Ji Xun when he discovered his identity, and Ji Xun didn't ask why he didn't ask.

It's just that Jiang Chengli was guilty of concealing it, but he didn't know why Ji Xun didn't ask.

"Is this your wish?" Ji Xun asked hoarsely.

Jiang Chengli is well aware of the step-by-step strategy. Now that Ji Xun is interested in him, he is in a good mood for his birthday and he is lucky enough to be Ji Xun's dance partner, so Ji Xun agreed to his wish, but he can't eat a fat man with one mouthful. Complete the remaining 43 times in one go.

Jiang Chengli nodded, although he thought that Ji Xun was interested in him and was in an ambiguous moment, it was a good time for him to pierce the window paper.

It's just that he listened to Ji Xun's words at this time, but felt a little uneasy in his heart, fearing that he might make a mistake, and Ji Xun was unwilling to grant this wish.

"You just said you were willing to agree..." Jiang Chengli's voice was a little weak.

"Okay," Ji Xun lowered his eyes, smiling lowly, but without the slightest joy, "Since you want, I promise you."

Jiang Chengli was relieved.

She was considerate of Ji Xun's poor eyesight, so she kept taking care of him when she took Ji Xun into the taxi, but Jiang Chengli heard Ji Xun's cell phone ringing along the way.

"Your phone is ringing again." Jiang Chengli listened to several calls from Ji Xun's company, and at this moment realized that he was too impatient. The owner was dragged out halfway before the birthday party was over. .

It gave him the illusion of elopement with the noble lady inexplicably.

After Ji Xun answered the assistant's call and asked him to host the banquet, he turned off his phone.

With a soft voice, he said, "It's all blessings, it's not important."

Jiang Chengli didn't say much: "Okay."

When he arrived at the hotel, Jiang Chengli took out the gifts he had prepared and gave them to Ji Xun several times, but he couldn’t think of anything else to give, so he could only reluctantly take out the skills he had learned for two days and go to the mall to find them. He went to a store and asked him to make a small birthday cake, which was exquisitely decorated with colored fruit lace in a box.

"Happy birthday," Jiang Chengli took out the candles he asked for from the store, and placed the cake on the table in the room, but the cake was too small, and he could barely put a candle on it. In the middle of the cake was a beautifully decorated Longyin strawberry , It took him four hours to make that Longyin strawberry. He couldn't bear to insert a candle on it and destroy it. "I made the cake myself."

Jiang Chengli himself was very proud, even the store manager praised him for making this cake, so he subconsciously began to describe to Ji Xun how beautiful the cake looked and how much effort he had put into it.

Ji Xun's eyes were fixed on Jiang Chengli, and the candlelight reflected on Jiang Chengli's slightly frowning eyes, revealing faint and hazy signals on his retina.

Jiang Chengli squatted in front of the table gesticulating with the cake, trying to find a suitable position for the candle, as if his squatting legs were a little numb and wanted to change his position, but when he got up, he accidentally missed the candle and drew a mark on the strawberry .

Jiang Chengli gasped in distress, took the fork to remedy it, but made the marks bigger, he was suddenly depressed, but thought that Ji Xun couldn't see, the ceremony of blowing out the candles was more important than the appearance of the cake , breathed a sigh of relief, simply broke the jar and directly inserted the candle on the strawberry.

Perhaps Jiang Chengli's demeanor and movements were too lively, while Ji Xun's brainwaves were like the sea level setting off a huge wave, clamoring for a wave of love to engulf the two of them together.

"I still remember that I also made a cake for my birthday last time, but I made it myself." Ji Xun suddenly said, just as Jiang Chengli had just lit the candles.

Jiang Chengli thought that the last birthday was last year, and it had nothing to do with him, so he kept his mind on what Ji Xun had to say.

But Ji Xun seemed to be addicted to recalling the past, and his voice was hoarse: "I had a hard time at the beginning of that birthday, because you brought back other people..."

When Jiang Chengli heard him, he immediately became embarrassed, and he didn't expect that Ji Xun's last birthday was seven years ago, but he couldn't avoid it too obviously, so he could only hum along, pretending to inadvertently divert the topic and interrupt Ji Xun: "You should blow out the candles."

Ji Xun's words were interrupted by Jiang Chengli, his vision was much clearer than half a month ago, and the delicate cake could already show a blurred outline on his retina, "Thank you." He lowered his eyes and put his hands on the table , tentatively took the cake Jiang Chengli handed him.

Jiang Chengli breathed a sigh of relief.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry for only growing for one year, tomorrow must be at least 3k, I put the flag here, and everyone must supervise me