Sand sculpture tyrant always called my wife

Bian Yunluo turned his head but only saw a man wiping the table with his head down. The man looked about 50 to [-] years old, with a thin body, and he never raised his head.

It was probably his illusion, Bian Yunluo looked away, just as the left waiter took three or four carrots, opened the curtain and came out of the back kitchen: "Here, the boss said that there is no need to pay."

"Okay, thank you." Bian Yunluo and Mianmian returned to the room with carrots, but Ying Zaizhou still didn't come back.

With the help of carrots, with the help of Bian Yunluo, two snowmen, one large and one small, were piled up. The smaller one was placed in the middle, and the two larger ones stood beside them.

Mianmian picked out a suitable carrot and stuck it on the snowman's head, "Dad, Mom, and me." Then she took off her little gloves and hung them on the snowman's "hand" that Bian Yunluo "superior.

The little one walked around the three snowmen, stepped on a circle of small footprints, and drew a heart inside the circle.

Satisfied, he stood up and admired his masterpiece.

"You betrayed my love, you owed your conscience~" At this moment, Bian Yunluo's ecstatic cell phone rang, and it was from Ying Zaizhou.

After seeing the caller ID, Bian Yunluo immediately picked up the phone, and a familiar voice came from over there: "Come to the restaurant with your son for dinner, I'll wait for you here."

Ying hung up the phone after Zhou finished speaking.

Bian Yunluo and Mianmian looked at each other, and they went to the restaurant again in tacit understanding.

The restaurant, which was normal just now, is now covered with balloons and garlands, with a huge heart surrounded by red roses in the middle, with the words "Happy Birthday to you"...

Bian Yunluo took half a step back, did he make a mistake?Is there any activity here?

"Come in, what are you waiting for?" Ying Zaizhou, who changed into a festive red suit, held a paper birthday hat in his hand and hooked his fingers at Bian Yunluo.

There is no doubt that this is telling him that the clouds are falling.

The waiters gathered in a circle, wearing all kinds of small hats, holding cheering sticks and clapping their hands and singing: "My brother's beauty, you heard me say, I have a wife and he loves me very much, it's my choice whether I'm pretty or not... I only love my brother and my wife all my life!"

Amidst the enthusiastic singing, Bian Yunluo walked towards Ying Zaizhou in a trance.

On the table were dishes such as potato shreds and egg custard that Bian Yunluo had eaten in Zhouzhou before, and two dishes of sweet and sour pork ribs and Coca-Cola chicken wings were also added.

However, when Bian Yunluo got closer, he saw that there seemed to be scattered egg shells in the egg custard, and the sweet and sour pork ribs were probably aged too much, and the color was black like carbon...

Every dish has more or less problems.

Ying Zaizhou clasped his hands on the table awkwardly, and there seemed to be some wounds on it, with a few bandages stuck on it: "How is it? Does it feel like home like you said?"

He learned this by sneaking to that small shop two days ago. The proprietress was really fierce, and she kept saying that he was stupid. He had never seen such a bold woman.

The waiters who had finished singing had already left, leaving only Bian Yunluo and three people in the restaurant.

Ying Zaizhou raised the paper crown in his hand and gently pressed it on Bian Yunluo's head, "Happy birthday."

He knew that in the past 20 years, except for Xiao O's sister, no one had ever celebrated his birthday for him, Bian Yunluo must be very touched.

What's more, he made a special investigation before setting up the restaurant like this. Even the cake he chose was the most high-end style in the old-fashioned cake shop, and he also picked a song that was suitable for the occasion and could express his sincerity. Bian Yun Luo must like it very much.

Ying Zaizhou took out a lotus-shaped candle with green seat and pink petals from the paper box in a smart way, and put it on the old-fashioned cake full of butter flowers.

With a snap of his fingers, Ying Zaizhou lit the top part of the lotus candle with a lighter. With a burst of small flowers, the lotus candle sang happy birthday while turning and blooming, and the small pink candle on the petals was also lit.

A plastic knife was stuffed into Bian Yunluo's hand. During the happy birthday of the lotus candle, Ying Zaizhou urged: "Quickly make a wish, then blow out the candle and cut the cake."

"But." Bian Yunluo's hand holding the plastic knife froze, and under Ying Zaizhou's expectant gaze, he couldn't say the rest of the sentence.

Mianmian swayed her legs, and looked at Ying Zaizhou strangely with her small face in her hands: "Today isn't Dad's birthday."

"Huh? That's right, today is not Dad's birthday but Mom's birthday." At this time, Ying Zaizhou didn't realize that something was wrong.

Until he met Bian Yunluo's complicated gaze.

Wait, Ying Zaizhou's eyes kept sweeping over his son and wife, he seems to have grasped something?

He looked at Mianmian, pointed at himself with trembling fingers: "Bao'er, am I mother?"

Mianmian nodded her head heavily as a matter of course, just such a small action completely broke the heart of Ying Zaizhou's old father.

The words "I am a mother" and "Today is not my little wife's birthday" surrounded him.

Ying Zaizhou became depressed visibly with the naked eye, so he was the mother that his son talked about for so many days?

He clearly remembered that Yun Luo's birthday was at this time in the book.

Seeing this, Bian Yunluo blew out the candles and started cutting the cake: "Just treat it as early, it doesn't matter, I like it very much."

In fact, the date of birth on his ID card is indeed today, but that is because his father made a mistake when he registered for his household registration.

His real birthday is in the deep winter, and there is still a long time, but Bian Yunluo has never been someone who cares about these things.

Even remembering his birthday continuously, Bian Yunluo was a little surprised, because Bian Yunluo hadn't celebrated his own birthday for a long time.

"Why is it different from what is said in the book?" Ying Zaizhou muttered to himself, and Bian Yunluo beside him captured his soliloquy.

Bian Yunluo turned his hand slightly to cut the cake, what a coincidence?

He thought that Ying Zaizhou saw his information from Fang Yun, so he remembered to celebrate his birthday today.

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became awkward, and the lotus candles were still singing birthday songs loudly, which upset Ying Zaizhou.

"Hmph." Ying Zaizhou pinched the petals of the lotus candle with one hand in a rage, and closed the petals of the candle, trying to stop the sound of the candle in this way, but unfortunately it didn't work.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Ying Zaizhou put the candle on the table with a cold face and stared straight at it.

Bian Yunluo held a piece of cake and handed it to Ying Zaizhou: "Eat first, throw this away first, and it will stop when the battery runs out."

A big hand blocked Bian Yunluo's movement, and Ying Zaizhou pointed at the lotus candle with a solemn expression, "Don't get close to it, it's dangerous."

Ying Zaizhou separated his little wife from his son, and put his hands on his chest in a defensive posture: "Don't think I can't see it, you are the lotus essence of Xihai, heh, you dare to use sound waves to attack."

"Do you think this king won't recognize you by disguising yourself as a birthday candle?" Ying Zaizhou started playing discs with both hands in front of the candle.

Bian Yunluo could guess with just a strand of hair that Ying Zaizhou was "casting a spell".

In the restaurant, apart from the threat of Zaizhou, only candles were left tirelessly singing birthday songs, and the "Lotus Flower Essence" was doomed to be unable to respond to Zaizhou's "spell".

"I didn't expect the little lotus essence to have a backbone. If that's the case, don't blame me for being cruel!" Ying Zaizhou gave an ultimatum to the candle, then raised his hand and slapped the candle hard, smashing it to pieces.

The plastic shell of the candle was broken by Yingzhou, and the wires and small black box inside were all exposed, even though it was still playing the birthday song diligently.

Ying Zaizhou was obviously not satisfied, "Well, he still hasn't surrendered." Then he picked out the button battery on the small black box with a toothpick.

Finally, the annoying happy birthday song came to an abrupt end, "Don't worry, I have taken out his demon pill, and he has no power to fight back." Ying Zaizhou gave his wife and children a reassuring look.

Bian Yunluo has been numb by Ying Zaizhou's intensive slots in the past two days. He would rather keep the killer character design in Ying Zaizhou than watch oriental fantasy content...

At this time, Bian Yunluo had nothing else to ask but Ying Zaizhou to eat obediently.

"Since it has been subdued, let's eat first." Bian Yunluo handed the cake over again.

Seeing that Ying Zaizhou opened his mouth and seemed to intend to discuss the "Lotus Essence" with him further, Bian Yunluo changed the topic before him and interrupted the spellcasting: "When is your birthday?"

Sure enough, when he heard Bian Yunluo's question, Ying Zaizhou immediately forgot about the lotus essence. The little wife wanted to celebrate his birthday, so she was really considerate.

Ying Zaizhou coyly said: "I can't trace the specific time when I broke my shell. The couple set the time when I entered the organization as my birthday."

"But I don't like this day." Ying Zaizhou said with a sad expression, "In this way, your birthday will be my birthday in the future, and we will celebrate it together. When is your birthday?"

"January 31." Bian Yunluo shook his head lightly, forget it, as long as Ying Zaizhou is happy.

The family of three here is "happy", and the chefs and waiters are crowded in the messy back kitchen. They seem to be cleaning, but they are actually discussing with each other.

"I didn't expect the boss to work so hard. In order to chase people, he came to cook for himself." The chef said with emotion while cleaning the chopping board.

The little apprentice next to him was wiping the floor: "That's the boss, no wonder he looks so imposing."

The waiter who had just brought the carrots to Bian Yunluo swallowed the gossip silently.You may not believe it, but last night he saw the big boss wearing a dinosaur pajamas to please that gentleman.

It must be a wealthy family who can play.

"Hey, I see that your hair color looks a bit like the one outside." The chef looked at the middle-aged man who was washing the dishcloth beside him, and said casually.

That person was the waiter who Bian Yunluo saw cleaning the table before, the man in the middle had the same gray hair and gray eyes as Bian Yunluo.

But probably because of getting older, the middle-aged man's yellow hair looks very dull, his eyes are even more cloudy, and the whole person seems to be shrouded in a dark cloud.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man raised his head to look at the chef, showing an awkward smile, his whole face was sallow and sunken, it looked like he had suffered from some serious illness, and his voice was even rougher: "It's really a coincidence."

The chef felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and turned his head away with a frown.

On Sunday, Ying Zaizhou did not take the father and son to go skiing, but took Bian Yunluo and Mianmian to the cave on the mountain.

Considering that Mian Mian was still too young and physically unable to keep up, the three chose to take the cable car up the mountain. The cable car is open, and tourists sit on it and there is a dense forest at their feet.

Mianmian was embraced by Bian Yunluo with one hand, looking around, her two short legs were still dangling below, showing no trace of fear.

It's still early, the scenic area is sparsely populated, the feet are smoky, and there are rime hanging on the trees.

After the cable car reaches the top of the mountain, it will take a while to reach the cave.

Bian Yunluo was afraid that Mianmian would have altitude sickness, so he always paid attention to the little guy's situation, but he didn't expect that Mianmian was the most adaptable of the three, walking on his short legs while holding on to the railing, and didn't say a word when he was tired.

The inside of the karst cave is very humid, the entrance is extremely narrow, only one person can pass through, but after entering, there is a strange cave inside.

Various lights hit the stalactites, and Ying Zaizhou pointed to the dragon-shaped stalactites at the door: "Did you see it? These are the bones left by my people."

Ying Zaizhou gently touched the "leading head": "Rest in peace."

After these two days of baptism, Bian Yunluo learned to hypnotize himself and ignored him at all.

The three of them turned along the structure of the cave and entered the deepest part. When a huge green python appeared at their feet, Mianmian was startled, and subconsciously hugged Ying Zaizhou's leg.

It was only after he calmed down that he saw that it was just a stalactite with green light, and the "snake body" stretched down and was immersed in a small spring's eyes, which looked lifelike.

"Son, don't be afraid, you're just a little snake, dad is a dragon!" Ying Zaizhou picked up his son and patted his chest.

I completely forgot the fact that I was a mother.

"What a coincidence, Ying...long?" The voice of greeting suddenly sounded behind the three of them, which was abruptly interrupted by Ying Zaizhou's words.

Bian Yunluo turned his head and saw a familiar face, it was Bai Jue, and beside him was this beautiful and gentle woman, holding hands, they were probably Bai Jue's soon-to-be-engaged fiancée.

"Boss Bai." Bian Yunluo nodded and greeted Bai Jue and the other two.

Ying Zaizhou looked vigilant, blocked Bian Yunluo behind him, looked up and down the young couple, "Did you hear that?" Did you hear his identity as the Dragon King?

Bai Jue looked at his wife and then at Ying Zaizhou, listen, what did you hear?

It's okay to see Mr. Ying calling himself a dragon in order to coax the children.

But people should always be a bit of an idol after being rich and powerful?In order to save Ying Zaizhou's face, Bai Jue shook his head resolutely: "I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything."

Should be disgusting in the state, stupid mortal poor excuse.

Bian Yunluo was afraid that Ying Zaizhou would say something earth-shattering again, so he patted Ying Zaizhou from behind, trying to stop him.

Unexpectedly, Ying Zaizhou would be wrong, Ying Zaizhou thought that the little wife was worried that her identity as the Dragon King would be exposed and cause disaster.

Ying Zaizhou turned sideways and held Bian Yunluo's hand: "Don't be afraid, all dragons have magic power."

Bian Yunluo felt that something was wrong at the time, but unfortunately he couldn't stop Ying Zaizhou at all.

Ying Zaizhou took two steps forward and walked directly in front of Bai Jue and his wife, stretched out a finger and pointed at Bai Jue's forehead: "Obliviate! Obliviate!"

……

The cave fell into silence, only the sound of water flowing, Bai Jue opened his mouth, looking at Ying Zaizhou with a dull expression.

Ha, Harry Potter?What kind of signal is Mr. Ying giving him?

"Close your ears and listen to muffliato!" Bai Jue casually said a spell tentatively.

Ying Zaizhou raised his eyebrows in surprise, how could Bai Jue know the dragon spell?

Could it be that Bai Jue is actually a member of his clan, so why would he dare to fight with him? You must know that he is the dragon with the most magical talent in the entire dragon clan. : "Do you know who I am?"

"I know." Bai Jue replied blankly, haven't they met many times?

Standing behind, Bian Yunluo held his forehead with one hand, covered his face and lowered his head, who can save him?

He may not know anything else, but what he is sure of now is that these two people are definitely not talking about the same thing, just like the charade he played when he first met Ying Zhou.

Ying Zaizhou turned his head and winked at Bian Yunluo, Bai Jue was indeed a member of his clan in the East China Sea, but he was a flood dragon with impure blood, so his spiritual power was naturally inferior to him.

A little dragon dared to play tricks behind his back, confusing Bian Yunluo, and Ying Zaizhou continued to recite another mantra, "The next questions I will ask you must be answered truthfully."

He wanted to expose Bai Jue's background, let his little wife see clearly who he was, and completely wipe out Bian Yunluo's strange thoughts about Bai Jue.

"Do you have someone you like?" Ying Zaizhou sneaked a glance at Bian Yunluo.

Bai Jue didn't know where this topic came from, so he could only nod his head.

"Is it your fiancée?" Bian Yunluo had already walked to Ying Zaizhou's side, and silently lowered the hand he raised just now to stop Ying Zaizhou.

Could it be that Bai Jue also had a role in Ying Zaizhou's script?

Bian Yunluo decided to wait a little longer with the thought of probing. Anyway, it was already embarrassing enough, and there was nothing wrong with embarrassment.

Bai Jue's eyes became more and more confused, "Yes, of course." Otherwise, who else could there be?

"Hey, who is your fiancée?" Ying Zaizhou clenched his hands tightly, coming, coming, the most important question coming, listen up!This man doesn't have a little wife in his heart at all, between his fiancée and Bian Yunluo, Bai Jue will choose his fiancée without hesitation!

Therefore, only he is a good match for Bian Yunluo.

Bai Jue raised the hand that he and his fiancée held together, both hands were still wearing rings, "Of course it's her."

Bai Jue's pupils dilated slightly, wait a minute, he seemed to know something, Ying Zong didn't think he had some unreasonable thoughts about Xiao Yun.

After the auction ended that day, he had met him once in Zhou. At that time, Ying was inquiring about Xiao Yun from the side of Zhou, and warned him frantically not to have any thoughts about Xiao Yun.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he is completely from the perspective of a boss, and has a pure, unscrupulous, capitalist superior-subordinate relationship towards Xiaoyun.

There is no other idea at all, and he is a straight man.

Bai Jue was in a state of suffering, he was really wronged, did no one see his wife standing beside him? "Mr. Ying, I'm really devoted to my wife."

Speaking of which, Bai Jue remembered a rumor in the circle that there seemed to be a mysterious Bai Yueguang in Ying Zaizhou.

Bai Jue looked at Bian Yunluo suspiciously, could Xiaoyun be used as a substitute, or was Bian Yunluo the Bai Yueguang?

God bless, the latter is best.

Very good, Ying Zaizhou nodded in satisfaction, raised the finger on Bai Jue's forehead, and waved it casually.

Bai Jue and his wife received three points of coldness in his eyes, three points of ridicule, and four points of indifference, and immediately fled the cave.

Bian Yunluo still vaguely heard the voice of Bai Jue's fiancée from a distance: "Was that guy just now Mr. Ying? Why does he seem to be out of his mind?"

Bian Yunluo didn't notice it himself, when he heard this, he subconsciously frowned, as if he didn't want others to talk about Shadow Australia behind his back.

Looking at Ying Zaizhou next to him, he seemed completely unaware of what stupid thing he had done just now.

"Just now I cast truth-telling magic on Bai Jue." Ying Zaizhou looked at Bian Yunluo meaningfully, "He doesn't have you in his heart at all."

Very good, Bian Yunluo has come to a conclusion here, Bai Jue is probably the legendary second male rival in Ying Zaizhou's script.

What should I say, Bian Yunluo is really speechless, isn't Ying Zaizhou's script a little too rich?

Ever since meeting Bai Jue, Ying Zaizhou's thoughts have been focused on dissuading Bian Yunluo from recognizing the reality, and stop being indulging in Bai Jue's small favors.

Even on the way back to Jiangcheng, Ying Zaizhou was still struggling.

"I don't like Bai Jue." Bian Yunluo didn't know how many times he said it on the road.

However, after a few minutes of silence, Ying Zaizhou spoke again: "Then you, then do you like me?"

"What?" When Ying Zai Zhou was speaking, the car behind him honked its horn, and Ying Zai Zhou's voice was not loud at all, so Bian Yunluo could only hear the first few words clearly.

When he turned his head, Ying Zaizhou acted as if he hadn't spoken, and looked out the window with red ears, pretending nothing happened.

Bian Yunluo looked at him twice, thinking that he heard it wrong and didn't take it to heart.

Ying Zaizhou frantically drew circles with his hands on his legs, but he couldn't say what he just said.

The car didn't go home, and drove directly to the gate of Jiangmen. Before getting off the car, Ying Zaizhou took off the big padded jacket on the outside, revealing the sterile suit inside. Bian Yunluo was stunned. ?

Following Ying Zaizhou's gaze towards the school gate, Bian Yunluo saw that Secretary Li was wearing an apron, standing behind a small trolley, beating eggs on cold noodles, and several college students were standing in front of his booth joking.

Ying Zaizhou took out rubber gloves and a white mask from his pocket, and fully armed himself, with only his eyes exposed.

Under Bian Yunluo's numb gaze, he walked towards Secretary Li: "I'll do it."

Secretary Li was obviously taken aback, he shook his hand holding the spicy strips, and directly added the whole package, "Boss Ying?" He called out in a low voice.

Ying Zaizhou nodded, and took the small shovel from Secretary Li's hand calmly: "You can get off work."

"Mr. Ying, I haven't..." Secretary Li hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Ying Zaizhou's neat flipping of cold noodles.

Maybe, maybe, what he meant, Mr. Ying has already practiced secretly in private, so he doesn't need to teach at all.

That being the case, why let him learn it too?

Maybe this is the pride of the wealthy elite, Secretary Li, who didn't want to delve into it, quietly retreated to the second line.

I don't want to say anything, I immediately pack my bag and get off work.

Seeing that the soles of Secretary Li's feet were smeared with oil, Ying Zaizhou took out two small horseshoes from under the trolley and put them on the ground, patted the horseshoes, and raised his chin at Yunluo.

From Ying Zaizhou's only exposed eye, Bian Yunluo clearly read a sentence: "Heh, man, sit down and collect the money."

Bian Yunluo and Mianmian obediently sat on the ponytail, watching Ying Zaizhou's busy back.

Soon Bian Yunluo noticed the abnormality, Ying Zaizhou's movements were too skilled...

Beating eggs, brushing with sauce, and adding ingredients, it doesn't look like a young master who doesn't touch his fingers at all.

Even though he was sitting on a low pony horse, Bian Yunluo still had his legs together, his back straight, his hands on his knees, and he looked extremely well-behaved.

He carefully observed the wounds on Ying Zaizhou's hands, and sure enough, apart from two places covered with band-aids, there seemed to be some small old wounds on Ying Zaizhou's hands.

In fact, it was an old injury, and it looked like it was only a few days ago, but these burns and cuts appeared on these pampered hands that were used to sign documents and type on the keyboard, which seemed particularly unnatural.

It turned out that Ying Zaizhou not only practiced for yesterday's meal, but also made a lot of preparations for today's stall.

Ying Zaizhou knew that his little wife was watching him, and the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask raised uncontrollably.

As good as he is, whether it is signing a contract or setting up a street stall, it is a beautiful landscape.

Taking advantage of the fact that there are no customers in front of the stall, Ying Zaizhou took out the lobster extract he got from his tribe from the trolley, and "snapped" it on the cold noodles he had just beaten with eggs, then brushed it with hot sauce and rolled it up. Wrap it with a spatula in your hand.

Put them into a stack of paper bowls, two of which are surprisingly large, with Q version dragons painted on them, and hand them to Bian Yunluo: "Taste it."

This is the most special and unique one. Others can't eat it if they want to eat it. He should make the "senior aristocratic roasted cold noodles" in Zhouzhou himself!

He asked his clansmen, and it is harmless for ordinary people to eat lobster essence, and it even has the effect of prolonging life. This is specially prepared for his little wife and son.