what are you doing

"Yo! Is this Anzi?" Man Yi wiped his hands and walked over, "You're so handsome."

Ding An immediately hugged the painting tightly in his arms.

"Cut, I don't want to grab it," Man Yi said disdainfully, "Look at your scribbles, I'll ask Lao Ding to draw one for me tomorrow!"

Fang Zeyu chuckled, "Auntie, I'll draw for you next time. All my tools are ready-made."

Man Yi's eyes are very similar to Ding An's, black and bright, like glass beads, easy to draw.

"All right, all right," Man Yi smiled like a flower, "It has to be my youngest daughter-in-law, unlike those father and two who know how to get mad at me every day."

Fang Zeyu was a little shy, rubbed the tips of his ears and said you're welcome.

Ding An holds the painting and sends him out the door.

The next two days are final exams, and after the exams, we will have winter vacation.

In winter, the calorie consumption is high, especially for young men aged seventeen or eighteen, who have a big appetite, and will be clamoring for hunger every time they move.

Fang Zeyu was a little surprised when he saw the big pot of stewed goose in front of him. It was the first time he saw the dishes eaten directly in the pot. He probably couldn't hold the big iron pot alone.

Is this enough to eat...

But thinking about the appetites of the people at the table, he was relieved. With Ding An as the leader, Wang Ge as the assistant, and Lu Jin and Xiao Yiming as the left and right generals, they were an attacking team that swept thousands of troops.

Those like him and Yu Hao are little soldiers.

"An Zi, Wen Ting just sent me a message asking if it's okay for her to bring her friends," Yu Hao put down the phone and said, "If it's not possible, forget it."

Two more soldiers came, probably with lower positions than them, and they could only go to the cooking class.

When people come, let's eat.

Fang Zeyu looked at Wen Ting who was flaunting the rice into her mouth, and regretted what she had just thought.

What kind of cooking soldiers, the two of them are simply modern Mu Guiying, and once the handsome flag is hung, they are as imposing as the generals.

"What are you doing?" Ding An touched him with his arm, "Why are you staring at the little girl?"

Only then did Fang Zeyu come to his senses, and quickly turned his gaze to his face, "No, I think we are all quite edible."

Ding An was in a particularly happy mood, "What is this? I still want to eat cake later."

He looked at the cake on the ground next to him and felt a little regretful, "If I had known, I would have listened to my mother, I would have bought a ten-inch bottom cake, or I would call..."

Fang Zeyu was startled, and quickly interrupted him, "No need to call, this is enough."

"Yes, Anzi," Wang Ge agreed, "This cake has two layers, it's enough to eat."

"That's right," Ding An thought for a while, "should be enough for the two little girls to eat."

Wen Ting had just picked up a piece of meat for Yu Hao, and she turned her head when she heard the words, "Yes, Brother An, Chenchen and I both have small appetites, so we can't eat so much."

Chen Chen also nodded in agreement, quickly glanced at Fang Zeyu, and lowered his head with a blushing face.

Fang Zeyu didn't notice her gaze, stole a glass of wine from Ding An, and was slapped on the back of his hand by him.

"Low appetite?" Lu Jin couldn't believe it, "That's not what the bones on the table said."

Wen Ting glared at him, and reached out to hold Yu Hao's arm, "Brother Yu Hao, look at him bullying me, he really has a little bird's stomach."

"Ah? Ah yes, haha" Yu Hao laughed and pulled his arm out of her embrace.

Wen Ting didn't care, she picked up a goose wing and continued to eat.

"Fuck me?" Lu Jin was stunned, and put his arms around Xiao Yiming's neck beside him, and said delicately, "Actually, he also has a bird's stomach, Brother Ming, don't you think so?"

"Really? Let me see." Xiao Yiming put his arm around his shoulders, and poked his hand through the hem of his clothes, "Well, the bird's stomach is indeed a bird's stomach, but it's just an ostrich."

There was a burst of laughter on the table, and Lu Jin shook his shoulders straight.

After finishing the iron pot, he started to eat the cake. Wang Ge turned off the light with a sense of ritual, and started to light candles with a lighter.

"...Do you have to turn off the lights and light the candles?" Ding An asked him.

"What do you know?" Wang Ge finally found the position of the candle after lighting it twice, "This way there is a sense of atmosphere."

"I haven't put on my birthday hat yet!" Wen Ting reminded her.

"No need to wear it, this thing..."

Before Ding An finished speaking, the birthday hat gently fell on his head.

...press the hair

Fang Zeyu brushed the hair on his forehead, "It's very good, wear it."

His face was a little hot, Ding An urged Wang Ge to light the candles quickly.

"Okay, okay," Wang Ge quickly put down the lighter, "Hurry up, hurry up, sing."

happy birthday to you~

happy birthday to you~

Happy birthday Anko~

happy birthday to you~

What is the most embarrassing thing?

It's not a group of people singing happy birthday around you and all you can do is clap your hands and smile.

The most embarrassing thing is that in the dark, a group of shabby bared their teeth and sang birthday songs around you, and opened the door to let the waiters of the whole restaurant come in and sing birthday songs around you with their big teeth bared.

And you can only clap your hands and smile.

Wang Ge's face was flushed with excitement under the colorful lights, "How about Anzi? Surprised or not, not happy!"

Where is this?Big goose stewed in an iron pot, bro!

You think this is Haidilao!

"Surprise," Ding An gritted his teeth and smiled, "I'm so damn happy, happy."

"Thank you, thank you brother, thank you sister," Wang Ge sent the waiters out one by one, and sat down. "I knew you would like it. We have discussed it for a long time, right, old Yu."

He took a sip of the beer, and said in a proud tone, "You don't even know, the store is busy at this hour, and we finally invited these waiters over."

These people also have a part in the relationship?

Ding An slowly turned his head and looked around at the people present.

Everyone stared at him expectantly, very good.

His eyes finally fixed on Fang Zeyu's face, he squinted his eyes, and there was a posture that you better give me an explanation or I'll kill you to silence you.

"Uh, it was Wang Ge's proposal." Fang Zeyu rubbed his nose and decided to protect himself, "We just voted."

"Voting?" Ding An sneered, "So there is a second plan?"

"Emm, walk the red carpet." Fang Zeyu said.

"What?" Ding An didn't understand.

"Oh, you are walking around the hall holding a cake, and we are holding gifts and flowers behind you, waving to all the guests," Lu Jin complained. If you don’t like it, you should listen to my walk on the red carpet, what a sense of ritual, I bought the red carpet and you still won’t let me take it.”

Ding An turned around and left.

"Hey, Anzi, where are you going?" They stopped him.

Ding An remained expressionless, "I'm really going to meet some new friends."

"Where are you going if you haven't opened the gift yet?" Xiao Yiming took out the gift box first, "Open it and have a look, you must like it."

"Yes, yes, gift, gift," Lu Jin said as he moved a huge box from the door.