Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Song Zui's brain seemed to be hit by cotton candy, and he was sunk in the soft sweetness. If he had a tail, he would definitely not be able to help but curl it up.

Suddenly the lights in the banquet hall went out, not only the banquet hall, but the light of the whole city disappeared, and the world fell into darkness with the scream of power failure.

The little fox didn't raise its fluffy tail, but let the other party hold his face, tiptoed into the other party and kissed him.

He is also very grateful to Ating for coming into his life.

Because he was like a blind man in the dark, he just staggered and kissed her, but what he kissed was not his lips but his firm Adam's apple, and he could clearly feel that his Adam's apple was pressed under his lick.

Anyway, it was a kiss.

Song Zui put down his toes contentedly, but just as he put down his chin, He Shanting's hand lifted him up, followed by a scorching kiss.

They were kissing in the dark world, Song Zui suddenly thought that today is a great cold, the coldest season of the year.

They had a passionate kiss.

After a while, the hall was bright again, and under the light, Song Zui's ears were completely red, and he just wanted to finish the banquet quickly and go home.

At this time, a luxuriously dressed old lady arrived late, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a typical Germanic appearance.

Song Zui seldom noticed people's clothes, but this old lady was so sophisticated that even the pins on the silk scarves wrapped around her hands were made of Kashmir sapphires.

She looked like an old lady who was alive and well.

The old foreign lady looked around and walked towards He Shanting. After embracing He Shanting, they exchanged warmly in German. He Shanting had a faint helplessness on his face.

Song Zui realized later that it was He Shanting's aristocratic grandmother in Germany, and probably she would only be so obedient in front of her, thinking of this, the young man became restless.

Is there anything more embarrassing than being called aunt by an ex-boyfriend?Kissing the boyfriend with the first kick and the next second the boyfriend's grandmother came.

Especially when the old lady is still staring at you.

The young man wiped off the water stains on his lips with a guilty conscience, and stood behind He Shanting in an orderly manner. He wondered if He Shanting's grandmother would like him, but the old lady who wore a silk scarf and danced in the square danced the most with him.

The two communicated in German, and he couldn't understand what they were talking about, and he was scratching his heart, regretting that he didn't take the time to learn German.

But Song Zui soon realized that he was worrying too much. The old lady from Berlin, Germany, first gave him a warm kiss, and then took his hand and talked in English, without any condescension at all.

"I heard from Ludwig that you studied physics?"

He nodded cautiously.

"Oh, you are amazing." The old lady smiled and hugged him, "Our family hasn't finished the physics yet."

The old ladies all over the world are familiar with each other, Song Zui couldn't hold back such straightforward enthusiasm, but he could only freeze his body in the arms of the tall German old lady.

Sorry for embarrassing the height of Huaguo people.

In the end, it was He Shanting who carried him away.

He Shanting's grandmother didn't seem to regard him as an outsider at all, and gave him piles of things as soon as they met, not only expensive but also antiques.

Song Zui understood where He Shanting's particularity came from. Mrs. He is a very particular old lady, and each set of jewelry has its own origin.

He was flattered looking at the pile of antiques. If Lao Deng knew about it, he would definitely scold the capitalists for their extravagance.

The old lady pulled him up and introduced: "Ludwig copied this painting when he was a child, but his mother didn't like him drawing, and he never drew again."

When talking about her children, the old lady fell into memories. From her daughter who was a good student at a young age to her son who was obsessed with painting, the two siblings grew up fighting and fighting but had a good relationship.

He Shanting listened quietly and did not speak.

Only then did Song Zui realize that the old lady didn't know anything about He Shanting's life experience, and he finally knew why He Shanting didn't live with his grandmother.

The old man sees everything as memories, and memories are the last thing He Shanting wants to face, but He Shanting chooses not to say anything, letting the old lady be a happy old lady.

Everyone says that He Shanting is indifferent, but He Shanting is obviously gentler than anyone else, and has his own small world like an oil painting.

However, how could the old lady let go of her grandson living alone in China, so she gave him all the good things in the bottom of the box, and only hoped that someone would treat He Shanting well.

Song Zui looked at the anticipation in the old lady's eyes and couldn't bear to refuse, accepting the gift seemed to have accepted the old lady's heavy expectations.

After he took it, the old lady smiled happily, and dragged him around in the crowd, as if showing off her grandson.

Song Zui discovered that the two were in the same line. He Shanting said that when he published a thesis in his freshman year, the old lady dared to say that he would win the Nobel Prize in Physics tomorrow.

After the banquet, Song Zui returned home exhausted. Social activities are definitely the most torturous activities, even more tiring than calculating the life span of protons.

The boy lay on the bed after taking a shower, his mind was drowsy and he closed his eyes, as if he suddenly remembered something, he opened his eyes before midnight and grabbed the corner of He Shanting's suit.

"Happy 25th birthday."

He Shanting gently rubbed the boy's head.

"received."

Song Zui should have let go, but he grabbed the hem of his clothes and said to He Shanting, "Your grandmother gave me your dowry."

"dowry?"

He Shanting looked at the boy and raised his eyebrows.

"After receiving the dowry, you are mine. I will take good care of you in the future. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side, and I won't let you be alone."

Song Zui was earnestly agreeing. For some reason, he felt that the other party's eyes were getting hotter and hotter. He thought for a while and wanted to add, "But you have to be more obedient."

He thought that the other party would reject the last words, but He Shanting lowered his strange eyes and hummed, and after a while bent down to look at him from a very close distance.

"Then can you please?"

Lying on the bed, Song Zui was facing those blue eyes that were more beautiful than jewels, and his heart skipped a beat.

He didn't know why the other party suddenly became a gentleman, but he still blushed and nodded: "Yes."

The next second the passionate kiss fell, his lips and teeth were skillfully opened, one hand stroked his sunken waist, and the other's slightly rough fingertips were sunken into the soft and delicate skin.

"Can you take off your clothes?"

Asking like this is more shameful than taking it off directly. Song Zui's ears were almost red, but he still nodded because of the other party's birthday.

"Is it okay to ride?"