I'm old, so cute

Xing Bailu stared at the result for a long time, and there was only one thought in his mind-this person is not at all accurate!

Zheng Yanling just sat down on the sofa when she saw Xing Bailu hurried downstairs.

"Auntie!" He rushed over, "Is this person really good at combining horoscopes?"

"what?"

"Do you know any other people who can combine horoscopes? Any more?"

Zheng Yanling was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Aunt Qiu cut the fruit and brought it out, and said: "Coincidentally, after you said it last time, I once chatted with an aunt in our community, and she said she would. I also joked that if I knew it, I wouldn't have to trouble your aunt to go west of the city." Then go find someone from far away.”

Xing Bailu pulled Aunt Qiu out: "Where is she? Where is she? I...I want to find her now!"

Aunt Qiu hurriedly put down the fruit plate, wiped her hands, and said, "Oh, don't pull it, don't pull it. I'll take you there. What's the matter?"

Xing Bailu murmured: "That person is not allowed at all! Not at all!"

Aunt Qiu probably understood what was going on, and asked him with a smile: "Is your horoscope not compatible with that one? Oh, look, you are in a hurry, don't believe it too much, it's okay. In the past, it was popular between parents According to the words of the matchmaker, the couple have never met before the official marriage, so they believe this. Now that everyone is free to fall in love, who still believes this."

Xing Bailu didn't say a word, he didn't believe this either.

But in the last life, it was obviously not like this.

The aunt that Aunt Qiu mentioned happened to be at home, and she smiled and said that it is rare to see young people caring about this now.

She carefully read the two birthday horoscopes given by Xing Bailu.

Xing Bailu couldn't help asking: "Is it a perfect match?"

Auntie couldn't help laughing: "There are so many perfect matches."

Aunt Qiu asked anxiously, "Isn't it worthy?"

The aunt laughed again: "That's not to say that you don't deserve it. Just looking at the horoscope, the marriage match is a bit average. But it doesn't matter. Whether two people can be together or not, you still have to manage it by yourself? Now counting the horoscope, it is both Psychological comfort. There are also those who are well-matched and divorced, and there are people who say that their horoscopes are not compatible, and those who have been arguing all their lives are there, so don't take it too seriously."

Aunt Qiu nodded again and again: "That's what I said too, don't people have to live their lives in a down-to-earth way?"

"That's it."

The two chatted.

Xing Bailu suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

If his marriage with Yan Qiao was just average, then who gave him the perfect match in the hands of Mr. Yan in the previous life?

Why is he?

How could it be him?

Is it Xing Yuanlin?

No no, no.

He doesn't have that much ability to control the Yan Group.

"Fawn, fawn, fawn?"

Put a hand on Xing Bailu's shoulder.

When Xing Bailu turned his head and saw that it was Yan Qiao, he was startled. The paper with the birthdays of the two people was written on it in his hands, and he lost his grip in an instant, and fell directly to the ground.

Yan Qiao instinctively bent down to help him pick it up.

Xing Bailu almost rushed over and grabbed the paper on the ground, kneaded it into a ball, and smiled reluctantly: "It's just a draft."

Yan Qiao didn't care, his eyes fell back on Xing Bailu's face, and he asked worriedly: "What happened to you just now? Walking alone and not looking at the road, why did you fail to answer so many times?" He turned his head and looked in the direction Xing Bailu came from, "Come back from Zhang Qingyou?"

Xing Bailu didn't know what to say, so he answered vaguely.

He has always been complacent and thought that he and Yan Qiao were destined to marry, but in fact they were not at all.So in this life, that engagement probably won't happen again.

He quietly looked at Yan Qiao, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In the previous life, I heard that Mr. Yan matched his and Yan Qiao's horoscopes and said they were a perfect match. When he wanted to force them to marry, Xing Bailu was so angry that he wanted to curse.I feel that in what age it is now, there are still people who are superstitious!

He obviously doesn't believe this.

Yes, even now he did not believe it.

But what's the matter with being sad?

It's as if... It seems that Yan Qiao was originally the lover destined for him by the heavens, and now someone suddenly told him that Yan Qiao's better match was somewhere else.

Xing Bailu suddenly remembered that Yan Qiao once liked someone else, could it be that person?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yan Qiao took a step forward and looked at Xing Bailu with a smile.

Xing Bailu clenched the ball of paper in his hand little by little: "Can't I see you?"

Yan Qiao smiled lightly: "That must be possible."

Xing Bailu then laughed.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qiao leaned over slightly, "It seems that you are unhappy, did you quarrel with Zhang Qingyou?"

"Little Deer." Aunt Qiu came running, "Why did you leave suddenly? I didn't see you as soon as I turned around. Oh, Aunt Qiu told you, don't believe it too much, eight..."

"Aunt Qiu, I have something to do right now!" Xing Bailu hurriedly interrupted her, dragging Yan Qiao to the house.

Zheng Yanling was still in the living room, when she saw them coming in, she got up and asked, "Little Lu, get together..."

"Auntie, we have something urgent to do now!" Xing Bailu dragged Yan Qiao back to the room in a hurry, fearing that Aunt Qiu and Zheng Yanling would tell him about his horoscope.

The moment the door closed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Qiao was made a little anxious by Xing Bailu: "What's wrong? What's urgent?"

Xing Bailu conveniently threw the ball of paper in his hand into the trash can.

Yan Qiao followed and was about to speak when something seemed to be kicked under his feet. He lowered his head and found it was a small dark blue box.

He bent down and picked it up, a velvet box.

This feeling was a bit familiar, Yan Qiao closed his eyes subconsciously, and repeatedly rubbed the satin surface of the brocade box with his fingertips.

Suddenly, Yan Qiao's hands were empty, and he opened his eyes to see that the brocade box had fallen into Xing Bailu's hands.

Xing Bailu forgot that the box fell on the ground. Seeing that Yan Qiao had picked it up, he hurriedly took it back. Before he could speak, Yan Qiao laughed and said, "Although you will give it to me tomorrow, I can't even touch it." ?"

Xing Bailu blurted out: "No, it's not for you."

Obviously it was for him, seeing Xiaolu's nervous look.

As long as it is a small thing, Xiaolu always likes to use various colors of velvet brocade boxes. Although he doesn't know what color those were in the previous life, he will never forget the feeling.

Yan Qiao wanted to tease him: "It's a lie, in fact, I accidentally saw it just now."

What, what? !

Did Yan Qiao see it?

damn it!

How could he see it!

Because of the birth date, Xing Bailu didn't even want to give this away!

"I like it very much. As long as you give me it, I like it." Yan Qiao took two steps forward, walked in front of Xing Bailu, and lowered his eyelids to look at the little brocade box that he held tightly in his hand.

What Yan Qiao regretted the most was the last birthday Xiaolu spent with him in his previous life, and he lost his temper because of the gift.After Xiao Lu left, when he thought about it countless times, he even thought that it was okay even if it was a female brooch, he would wear it!

So now, no matter what's in the box, he loves it!

"Little deer?" When Yan Qiao reached out to grab his hand, Xing Bailu seemed to be frightened, and instinctively shrank back.Yan Qiao's eyelashes drooped, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Although it is already November, the temperature has been good these few days, and it is still sunny outside today.

Xing Bailu put the box on the desk behind him with his backhand, quickly adjusted his mood, and reached out to hug him: "Yan Qiao."

Yan Qiao stood up slightly, then embraced his body, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Xing Bailu said coquettishly: "If in the future, your grandfather finds someone who matches your horoscope for you, finds someone who is a perfect match for you, and insists on matching the two of you, then you can't break up with me."

Yan Qiao sneered, hugged him and said, "You are the one who is especially suitable for me."

Xing Bailu buried his face in his chest, and I always thought it was me.

But not me.

Yan Qiao lowered his head and kissed his curly hair, turned around and sat down on the chair, hugging him on his lap: "Fool, what are you thinking?"

Or these days, what did he do to make Xiao Lu feel insecure?

Yan Qiao thought about it seriously, but he didn't do anything.

Could it be that he was forced to do morning exercises too hard in the morning?

Also, is it okay?In the past few days, it seems that he is not so resistant to morning exercises.

It seems that he has to hurry up and tell Xiao Lu about their perfect match!

Xing Bailu hugged Yan Qiao's neck, and said seriously: "In fact, those are all feudal superstitions, I don't believe it, and you shouldn't either!"

Yan Qiao: "..."

I believe it, really.

Yan Qiao pursed his lips: "Listen to you, if my grandpa tells me to combine horoscopes with others, no matter how compatible I am, I won't believe it. I only believe in me and you!"

Xing Bailu immediately corrected: "Just believe that I like you, and you don't need to believe anything else! Those who match the horoscope are probably random."

Yan Qiao laughed: "Yeah."

Xiao Lu is a little strange today, as if he is particularly concerned about him and his birthday, who said something in front of him?

He actually wanted to say, don't be afraid, Xiao Lu, we are a perfect match.

But there is no evidence for this matter, Yan Qiao endured it and did not say anything.

Xing Bailu rubbed against Yan Qiao's neck.

His soft lips brushed against Yan Qiao's Adam's apple, causing him to swallow subconsciously, his arms tightened unconsciously, and Yan Qiao said dryly, "I will be eighteen tomorrow."

"I know." Xing Bailu rested his head on Yan Qiao's shoulder.

Today, he has citrus and sweet orange on his body, which smells very delicious.

Leaning against Yan Qiao, he smelled more citrus and sweet orange, and seemed to be in a better mood.

Yan Qiao's heart beat a little faster, and he suddenly stopped talking.

Xing Bailu looked up at him: "Then how about...I give myself to you tomorrow?"

Yan Qiao was choked by the air for a moment, turned his face away and coughed.

Xing Bailu smiled lightly: "Don't you want to talk about this?"

Yan Qiao suddenly pressed Xing Bailu's back neck and kissed it. Xing Bailu hummed softly but did not struggle. He obediently lowered his eyelashes in response.

After a while, Yan Qiao gently let go of the person: "Okay, don't recruit me."

Xing Bailu couldn't get enough of his kiss, he frowned and said, "You don't like it?"

"I, of course I like it!" Yan Qiao stood up, pushed him to the side of the bed and sat down, and then said, "You are not yet eighteen, so why not wait for your birthday next year and I will give you myself .”

Xing Bailu chuckled: "You really think so?"

Yan Qiao thought so, but not so.

Although he is still a teenager physically, he is an adult after all. He shouldn't be impulsive like a child. He hasn't been admitted to a good university yet, and he doesn't have enough independent ability to protect the deer from harm.

Most importantly, five years later, there is another accident that will change the entire fate of the Yan family and needs him to solve it.

Originally, he came back this time to match Xiaolu and Lu Mingjia. After Xiaolu and Lu Mingjia were together, he would go back to Ninghai to save his parents.

But now, everything has deviated from the original track.

The fawn was with him.

He'd have to survive first, unscathed.

Yan Qiao recalled how Xiaolu cried heart-rendingly in the ward when he thought he was blind. He would never let Xiaolu go through the hard work of his previous life.

"Yan Qiao?" Xing Bailu took his hand, "You don't speak."

Yan Qiao's heart moved slightly, and he leaned over and hugged him: "I really want to kiss you, I want you, but... I also want you to wait for me."

Xing Bailu's ears were burning hot from what he said, and he murmured, "How long will I wait for you? What are you going to do?"

Yan Qiao laughed: "Of course I will wait until I graduate, and when I become a man you can rely on." He kissed Xing Bailu tenderly, "Now, I am on the road to becoming a man who can stand up to the sky. Go back to class."

Xing Bailu was amused by him again.

Yan Qiao has been away for a long time.

Xing Bailu sat by the bed for a while at first, he and Yan Qiao liked each other, it doesn't matter if their horoscopes match or not.

As for how the result of the previous life came to Mr. Yan and who gave it to him, it's too early to think about it now, after all, it will be five years later, so he doesn't have to be so anxious.

Thinking of this, Xing Bailu got up and went directly to the study to do some research. He had to prepare for the exam. This time, at least he had to have a good diploma.

When Xing Yuanlin came back at night, he brought back a bunch of duck products, saying that Secretary Liang's wife had opened a new snack bar, and he had to give it to him to try.

So the family sat in the living room eating ducks and chatting.

Xing Bailu couldn't eat spicy food, so he picked some five-spice duck neck to eat. Aunt Qiu and Zheng Yanling began to gossip, and Xing Bailu sat cross-legged on the sofa, listening with gusto.

When going upstairs later, Xing Yuanlin suddenly asked: "Is it Yan Qiao's birthday tomorrow?"

Xing Bailu nodded, just in time to tell Xing Yuanlin that he would not come back for dinner tonight.

Xing Yuanlin said: "Father also prepared a gift, and you will bring it to Yan Qiao tomorrow."

Xing Bailu frowned and said, "He only invited friends, how could any parent prepare a gift? No need, it would make everyone feel uncomfortable."

Xing Yuanlin hurriedly explained: "It's not that Mr. Yan and I have also cooperated on a project. I feel that I have to prepare a copy out of courtesy. If you feel uncomfortable, then I won't give it away."

Xing Bailu had already walked to the door of the room. After thinking about it, he still said to Xing Yuanlin: "Dad, Yan Qiao and I are... friends, not the relationship between you and Mr. Yan. Don't put that relationship between you and Mr. Yan in the mall." □Come on us."

Xing Yuanlin smiled and said: "Okay, Dad won't do anything unnecessary, I won't give it away, I won't give it away."

Lying on the bed at night, Xing Bailu played with the brocade box in his hand.

Yan Qiao had seen it all, and it really seemed a little bad to exchange gifts temporarily.

Xing Bailu was a little confused, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

He had a dream all night, it seemed like Yan Qiao was all in his dream, but what he dreamed was vague and unclear.

This sleep seemed to be a long, long time, so long that Xing Bailu subconsciously seemed to be waiting for Yan Qiao's call to wake him up for morning exercises.

But that call never came.

Xing Bailu waited for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes.

It's almost seven o'clock!

Why didn't Yan Qiao call him?

Xing Bailu grabbed the phone and saw Yan Qiao sent him a message: "It's raining, wear more clothes when you go out."

It turned out to be raining?

Xing Bailu crawled out of the bed in one breath, opened the curtains and saw that the window seemed to be covered with a white film, he stretched out his hand to wipe it.

It's not raining much, but it's still falling.

He couldn't help but send a message to Yan Qiao: "Then why didn't you ask me to get up and recite words?"

After washing and coming out, Yan Qiao replied: "Because I want you to sleep more."

The corners of Xing Bailu's lips curled up unconsciously: "Didn't you say that you can't relax for a day?"

Yan Qiao replied in seconds: "Today is my birthday, I am the oldest"

Xing Bailu sent a series of laughing emojis.

When he went downstairs, Xing Yuanlin had already gone out.

Zheng Yanling also changed her clothes today and specially put on makeup.

"Auntie is going out?" Xing Bailu asked.

Zheng Yanling complied, turned around to see him, and hurriedly said, "It's cold outside today, why are you wearing so little?" She touched Xing Bailu's leg, "I know you're not wearing long johns."

Xing Bailu: "..." Do young people nowadays know what long johns are?

Zheng Yanling urged him to go upstairs to put on long johns.

Aunt Qiu then said: "How many times have I told him, even when my wife is around, it's useless! I was quite obedient when I was young, but I haven't listened to us since junior high school."

"Children will freeze to death." Zheng Yanling blurted out, "Xiao Xia used to..."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped, as if she realized that it was not appropriate to mention Jiang Huaixia in this family.

Aunt Qiu also froze in embarrassment.

Xing Bailu didn't care. He sat down and started to eat breakfast. He said naturally, "It won't freeze. We are different from when you were young. We have heating everywhere now, even on the bus. How could it be frozen? You two, stop worrying, sit down and eat."

Aunt Qiu hurriedly said, "That's right, sister Ling, let's have breakfast, don't you still have to go out?"

Xing Bailu asked again: "Where is Aunt going?"

Zheng Yanling got the steps, so she followed her with a smile: "Go to the store to have a look, the rent has been going out all the time, isn't it a waste of money every day if the store is empty? Xiaoqiu and I will go and have a look together, you are fine at home anyway. "

Xing Bailu nodded: "It's very good, Aunt Qiu, let's go and have a look together, and go shopping. Don't stay at home all day, you are not old, but you are living an old life."

Aunt Qiu laughed at what he said: "All right, I'll go and have a look later."

After eating, Xing Bailu picked up his schoolbag and went out: "I won't come back to eat at night. You two can go shopping and eat outside. My dad doesn't care about him, let him solve it by himself occasionally."

When he left the house, he heard the voices of two people calling him to be careful on the road.

"Little deer!"

Zhang Qingyou trotted over. Today he wore a small flower umbrella, a very small one, and he knew it was a woman's umbrella at a glance.

Xing Bailu frowned and asked, "Is this Auntie's umbrella?"

"Yes."

"Don't you have an umbrella yourself? Why did you take your mother's?"

Zhang Qingyou scoffed lightly: "Fang Conglin insisted on squeezing an umbrella with me when it rained last time, isn't my umbrella small enough today? I'll see how he squeezes!"

Xing Bailu didn't react at first.

"Xiaolu, let's go." Yan Qiao called him.

Xing Bailu walked towards Yan Qiao quickly, and then he remembered something, turned to look at Zhang Qingyou who was following behind: "I just remembered that Yan Qiao's birthday is today, and Fang Conglin will be coming soon. Big Youzi, you are very conscious of Fang Conglin. "

Zhang Qingyou frowned, feeling that there was something in Xing Bailu's words.

"Is it cold?" Yan Qiao shook Xing Bailu's hand.

Zhang Qingyou approached her expressionlessly and said, "Yan Qiao, I'm cold."

Xing Bailu looked back at him and smiled.

Yan Qiao ignored him and just stuffed Xing Bailu's hand into his pocket.

Zhang Qingyou said again: "Yan Qiao, I'm cold about your relatives and classmates."

Yan Qiao finally couldn't hold back: "Then I'll give your junior a call?"

"Damn it, how dare you!" Zhang Qingyou's face changed in a second.

Yan Qiao said: "Why are you so excited? I didn't say it was Fang Conglin."

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

The rain has been pattering all day.

After school, the wind also increased.

Yan Qiao zipped Xing Bailu's school uniform to the top, hugged him with one arm, opened the umbrella and walked out of the teaching building.Xing Bailu took advantage of the situation and hid his face in Yan Qiao's arms.

Behind, Zhang Qingyou and Hu Linlin walked under the eaves while chatting.

As soon as Zhang Qingyou opened the umbrella, he saw Fang Conglin running over. He was about to say that the umbrella was too small today, when Fang Conglin boasted: "Senior, you look so cute when you open the umbrella today! Wow, it's really cute." !"

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Fang Conglin looked around Zhang Qingyou: "You are really suitable for this kind of colorful umbrella, um, so cute."

Zhang Qingyou: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Fang Conglin chuckled, and took out his umbrella from his schoolbag.

After opening it, Zhang Qingyou was silent for a while.

Why is Fang Conglin's umbrella exactly the same as his mother's umbrella? ?

Wei Lan followed, her head turned in embarrassment, but she still had to say: "Wow, senior, your umbrella is the same as my brother's. Is this a couple umbrella? Is it so fateful? Isn't it, Senior Hu? "

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Hu Linlin was a little dazed: "Ah... well, what a coincidence." Is he the only one who thinks it's strange that two big men are wearing a small female umbrella? ?

Wei Lan looked at Fang Conglin's satisfied expression and let out a sigh. His brother saw Zhang Qingyou at the school gate in the morning, and Wei Lan was curious that his brother didn't rush up so much today.

After returning to the classroom, Fang Conglin checked Zhang Qingyou's umbrella online, and finally found a store in the same city, but it took two days for the store to deliver the goods normally.

Fang Conglin struggled for a long time, and finally spent twice the money to get the store to drive him directly.

Look, the labels haven't even had time to cut yet.

As soon as Yan Qiao led Xing Bailu out of the school gate, he heard several horns.

Then the driver opened the door and came down: "Master, here!"

Xing Bailu recognized at a glance that it was the driver who took him back to Tongcheng last time. He raised his head and asked, "Why is your driver still here?"

Yan Qiao said: "My grandfather insisted on bringing me a cake, knowing that I invited a classmate today and asked Uncle Zhang to be our driver at that time."

Lao Zhang drove a commercial vehicle here today, just to accommodate all of them.

Xing Bailu searched in the car but didn't see the cake. Later, he found out that when Lao Zhang came, he brought Jiang Shiyue and Qiu Yingcheng with him, so the cake was put in the restaurant.

The restaurant is run by Wei Lan's family, and they specially reserved the private room with the best view.

Yan Qiao took a tissue to wipe Xing Bailu's face as soon as he entered the door, Jiang Shiyue and Qiu Yingcheng's expressions were ever-changing.

"Old Yan is really not easy."

"Well, it's not easy."

Zhang Qingyou asked: "Why is it not easy for Yan Qiao?"

Jiang Shiyue said: "I have to serve people day and night, do you think it's easy? Eh, you are?"

Zhang Qingyou hurriedly said: "Oh, my name is Zhang Qingyou, and he is Hu Linlin."

Everyone said hello.

Qiu Yingcheng said: "You are Zhang Qingyou, Xing Bailu's good friend?"

"Yes."

Jiang Shiyue and Qiu Yingcheng looked at each other, and were about to get in touch, when Fang Conglin deliberately asked at the door: "Senior, I left our umbrella here."

He also deliberately raised the two identical couple umbrellas in his hand.

Jiang Shiyue: "..."

Qiu Yingcheng: "..."

Fang Conglin Xiongjiu came over with high spirits: "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Shiyue said: "Beast."

Qiu Yingcheng followed and said, "Immoral."

Fang Conglin pointed to Hu Linlin: "Isn't there another one? He is also Xing Bailu's good friend."

Jiang Shiyue and Qiu Yingcheng's eyes lit up.

After Yan Qiao helped Xing Bailu clean up, he turned to look at them: "Didn't you say I went to Ninghai to invite you? You two skipped class?"

Jiang Shiyue said: "How can there be any reason to make up for birthdays?"

Qiu Yingcheng said: "For our good brother you, what is it for us to skip classes! Don't worry, even if I don't do well in the mock exam next time, I will be happy with it."

Jiang Shiyue said, "metoo."

Yan Qiao: "..."

Fang Conglin sneered: "When did your grades get better?"

"Better than your downgrade."

"Yes, at least we will graduate next year, junior."

Fang Conglin: "Fuck!"

Everyone was noisy.

Xing Bailu finally saw the cake specially sent by Mr. Yan. He thought it was a special order from some high-end cake shop, but when he opened the box, it was just an ordinary chiffon cake.

The cream on the top doesn't have any fancy things, it's just a very ordinary latte art, there is no "happy birthday" written on it, but the Chinese "Happy Birthday" is written in Chinese with chocolate sauce.

These words are quite majestic.

Fang Conglin said: "Tsk, your grandfather really has to write an inscription on your birthday cake every year."

Xing Bailu was a little surprised: "Did your grandfather write it? He also made the cake?"

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Shiyue said: "Grandpa Yan can only write inscriptions, and of course their aunt made the cake."

Qiu Yingcheng swallowed her saliva: "Aunt Wu's cake is a must!"

Xing Bailu looked at Yan Qiao: "Better than your mother?"

Yan Qiao smiled and said, "That's my mother's master, do you think it's fierce?"

Xing Bailu was even more surprised. The last time he met Aunt Wu in Yan Mansion, he didn't see that she was so good. He felt that Tong Qian's dessert making level was already one in a million.

Fang Conglin urged: "Light the candles and sing the birthday song!"

"Wait a minute, turn off the lights!" Zhang Qingyou ran to turn off the lights and came back.

Jiang Shiyue raised his head excitedly, and the sound of birthday songs echoed in the private room.

"Make a wish." Xing Bailu let go of Yan Qiao's hand under the table.

Yan Qiao smiled lightly, closed his eyes for a moment, and then blew out the candle in one breath.

Someone booed and asked Yan Qiao what wish he had made.

Yan Qiao directly took the knife and cut the cake: "Do you want to eat it?"

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Yan Qiao first cut a very large piece for Xing Bailu.

Xing Bailu took a sip. Aunt Wu's cake looked ordinary. The cream was silky and tender, and the cake base was so delicate that it melted in the mouth. It was neither sweet nor greasy, and everything was just right.

"Isn't this too delicious?" Xing Bailu was full of praise.

Yan Qiao looked at him and smiled: "Then eat more."

Aunt Wu specially made a double-layer cake, but it was quickly divided up.

Yan Qiao hurriedly packed the last piece, and it will be a supper for Xing Bailu later.

Jiang Shiyue's eyeballs fell out: "Fuck, Lao Yan, you are too partial to one another, aren't you? Ah Cheng and I skipped class to celebrate your birthday because of you, so you still pack a piece of cake!"

Yan Qiao said: "Tomorrow, I will ask Aunt Wu to make one for each of you, and you two will eat alone at home with peace of mind."

Qiu Yingcheng licked his lips, still stubbornly said: "How can the feeling be the same?"

Yan Qiao didn't bother to talk to them: "Are you going to change the scene?"

Fang Conglin failed to persuade Zhang Qingyou to sing a love song together for the 17th time, and he is still sharpening his sword to continue.

At this time, Hu Linlin had already sung the single love song three times.

Jiang Shiyue and Qiu Yingcheng scrambled to sing with Hu Linlin, Wei Lan propped up her forehead, drank and mourned for them.

Xing Bailu's alcohol capacity was too poor, he was not allowed to drink any more after drinking only half a bottle of Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao was drunk a lot by the wheel battle, but the beer alcohol was not high, and Yan Qiao didn't feel much after drinking it. Looking at Xing Bailu's blushing, he looked more like the one who drank a lot.

The singing was still raging over there, so Yan Qiao took advantage of the situation and pulled Xing Bailu to the corner of the sofa, restrained him and said, "Why don't you give me a gift yet? Where's my gift?"

Xing Bailu was worn out by him, so he had no choice but to take the blue velvet brocade box out of his schoolbag.

As soon as he twirled half a circle with his fingertips, he was snatched by Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao didn't rush to open it, and asked Xing Bailu's ear, "What is it?"

Xing Bailu was surprised and said, "Didn't you see it?"

Yan Qiao smiled lightly: "No, I'm lying to you, how could I be willing to see the birthday present you prepared for me? Of course I have to save it until my birthday."

Xing Bailu's pupils widened slightly, he regretted giving it to him!

He hurriedly reached out to grab it: "Give it back to me, I may have taken it wrong!"

"Take it wrong again?" Yan Qiao frowned slightly, but quickly avoided Xing Bailu's hand. He hid the brocade box behind his back, "It's okay, I want to take it wrong this time, and you can't take it back if you take it wrong." !"

Xing Bailu was only thinking about the things in the box, so he didn't pay attention to Yan Qiao's words.

Yan Qiao said, "If you don't tell me, I'll see for myself."

"do not……"

Xing Bailu didn't stop him, and Yan Qiao opened the brocade box.

The two silver rings flashed from time to time under the light of the strobe light, Yan Qiao was stunned, he never thought it would be a ring!

He stared blankly for a while, then hurriedly took out the two rings, compared them and put them on for Xing Bailu.

Xing Bailu retracted his hands: "No, it's not on your hands."

"Ok?"

"The school doesn't allow you to wear rings, I, I prepared a necklace below."

It was only then that Yan Qiao realized that there was another layer underneath, and inside were two silver necklaces. He took one out, put the ring on it, and put it on for Xing Bailu.

Then he leaned over: "You wear mine for me."

Xing Bailu had no choice but to put it on for him, and whispered: "I wanted to surprise you, so I didn't measure your size. But it's okay, the boss said that the size can be changed, and it won't be too late to change it when I can wear it later."

Yan Qiao said: "No, I will change it tomorrow!"

Xing Bailu laughed.

Yan Qiao kept touching the ring on his neck excitedly. The style was very ordinary, bare and narrow. After touching it again, he found that there seemed to be a circle of words engraved on the inner ring.

"What's engraved on it?" He couldn't see his own, so he took the phone light and went to look at the one on Xing Bailu's neck.

Xing Bailu wanted to hide at first, but Yan Qiao directly pressed him on the sofa.

On the inner circle is a circle of extremely small characters, which reads—the third quarter of the ninth lunar hour in early October, [-].

It's a lunar birthday, and it's...

Yan Qiao widened his eyes slightly, it's his birthday!

So this is... his birthday!

Yan Qiao touched his ring, and asked excitedly: "Is that your birth date hanging around my neck?"

He had always been afraid that Yan Qiao would match their horoscopes, but Xing Bailu suddenly realized that Yan Qiao didn't know that their horoscopes had a perfect match, and even if they did, he knew that it was only normal.

Yan Qiao liked him, didn't he?

Xing Bailu gave up struggling: "Yes."

Yan Qiao originally wanted to find time to ask Xing Yuanlin, but now it really took no effort at all!

He hurriedly took it apart, turned on the light and took a closer look.

It was a quarter o'clock on the eighth day of March in [-].

Xiaolu's birthday horoscope.

Yan Qiao pestered Xing Bailu to put it on again for him.

"Xiaolu." His eyes sparkled, "I wanted to give you a ring on your 18th birthday, but I didn't expect you to give it to me first. I am very happy today."

In his previous life, the marriage contract between him and Xiaolu involved too many transactions. At that time, he was in poor health and could not see, so he never thought about carefully preparing the ring.Because Xiao Lu was reluctant, he naturally didn't care about the ring.

So their pair of rings was bought by grandpa.

Later, Yan Qiao actually wanted to buy a new pair as a gift for Xiaolu, but he never found a good time.

He really didn't expect Xiaolu to buy him a ring.

Xing Bailu wasn't sure if it was because Yan Qiao had been drinking, his breath was extremely hot, and he patted Yan Qiao's arm: "Yan Qiao, you, you get up first, don't press me down."

Yan Qiao came back to his senses and remembered that he was grabbing gifts from Xing Bailu before. He randomly pushed the person into the corner and pressed him up, worried that he would feel uncomfortable under the pressure, so he quickly got up with support.

Just as he was about to pull Xing Bailu up, he found that the entire private room was watching them, and Fang Conglin shamelessly took out his phone to take pictures.

Yan Qiao instinctively pulled Xing Bailu into his arms to cover him: "What are you doing?"

"Hahaha--"

Everyone dispersed.

Jiang Shiyue: "Go on, go on."

Qiu Yingcheng: "Where did you sing just now?"

Xing Bailu's phone vibrated.

Zhang Qingyou: "Why don't you two share a room?"

Fang Conglin sent a message to Yan Qiao: "Is T ready?"

Yan Qiao: "..."

Fang Conglin:

"Brother, I prepared it for you, and stuffed it in your schoolbag."

"Several Flavors"

"New, it is said that the experience is very good"

Yan Qiao: "!"

Yan Qiao looked down at the person in his arms.

Grass.

He actually reacted to Fang Conglin's words!

"I'm going to the bathroom!" Yan Qiao got up and ran out in a hurry.

Xing Bailu was stunned for a moment, thinking that Yan Qiao seemed a little too drunk just now, worried that he had vomited in the bathroom, and hurriedly chased him out.

"Hey, little deer..." Zhang Qingyou wanted to call Xing Bailu to stop, but accidentally tripped.

Fang Conglin's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly reached out to hug him: "Be careful!"

Hiss—

I can't tell that Zhang Qingyou's waist is also quite thin.

The arm around her waist was retracted, Zhang Qingyou turned her head and stared at Fang Conglin.

Fang Conglin realized that his hands were a little restless, and immediately frowned and said: "Ah... hiss, my hands hurt..." He folded his arms and sat back on the sofa, "I broke my hand in the car accident last time. It's grown up, I didn't expect it, si—"

Zhang Qingyou was frightened by him, so she turned around and asked him, "You, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it just hurts..."

Jiang Shiyue and Qiu Yingcheng opened their mouths wide and were splinted for a few days. Why did they break their hands? ?

Moreover, he was not splinted with his right hand, right? ?

Yan Qiao just entered the cubicle and locked the door, the zipper was pulled halfway, there was a knock on the door outside, and Xiaolu's soft and familiar voice: "Yan Qiao?"

Grass!

This is to make him crazy!

"Yan Qiao Diary": "The 247th day when I saw you again, the first birthday you spent with me in this life, and my 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. I made a wish, I hope my parents are safe, I hope I will be healthy all my life, Because of your days ahead, we will be your harbor and your reliance."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-1516:55:49~2021-09-1616:54:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~