First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

The cake shop is not far in front.

Song Jianchu said: "It's only for two people, it doesn't need to be too big, it will be wasted."

Mu Ye didn't intend to tell the neighbors about this early birthday, and he didn't want to be disturbed in the world of the two, so he asked, "What flavor do you want?"

Song Jianchu chose a dark chocolate cake, which would not be so sweet.

The clerk told: "It takes about an hour to make the cake."

Mu Ye: "Okay, thank you."

An hour, just enough to go shopping for what I need tonight.

Song Jianchu looked at Mu Ye hesitantly, met Mu Ye's gaze, and turned his face away slightly unnaturally.

Mu Ye asked: "What else do you want to do? You can go shopping for another hour."

Song Jianchu squeezed his cuffs with his fingers, looked at the bookstore opposite the cake shop, and said, "I want to go to the bookstore."

Mu Ye smiled and said, "Go with you."

After obtaining the permission of the bookstore owner, Song Jianchu entered the store to shoot a vlog, and recommended a few good books to fans in front of the camera, with a low voice so as not to disturb other customers.

Mu Ye didn't make trouble. When Song Jianchu was recommending books, he held a book next to him and acted as a dignified and stable boyfriend, keeping himself in the background of the shooting.Seemingly turning the pages of a book, Mu Ye's eyes kept drifting to his boyfriend.

Song Jianchu caught Mu Ye's peeking gaze through the monitor, and the corners of his mouth curled up secretly, as if he didn't know anything.

There is a reading area in the store, where you can order coffee, sit down and read.

Song Jianchu turned off the camera, took Mu Ye to the rest area to sit down, and ordered two cups of coffee.

Perhaps yesterday's oral education had an effect, Mu Ye didn't sit next to him in public, and sat opposite him with a book.

Song Jianchu quietly raised his eyes from the top of the page, and seeing that Mu Ye was already immersed in the book, he secretly took out his mobile phone and blocked it in the page, preparing in advance for some things that will happen at the end of the date tonight.

He knows that he needs to prepare some things in advance, but he still needs to check online for details such as how to choose, brand reputation and user experience.

The waiter came to deliver the coffee, and his eyes stayed on the two for a few seconds: "Two coffees."

Song Jianchu closed the book to cover the screen of the phone. He was rarely distracted while reading, a bit like playing with his phone in class, his heartbeat was inexplicably fast.

Mu Ye casually glanced at the opposite side, and nodded politely to the waiter: "Thank you."

Song Jianchu checked almost everything, put down his book and got up, put his hands in his pockets, and said naturally: "I'm going to the supermarket, you wait here for me for 5 minutes."

Mu Ye raised his eyes from the page, casually glanced at the boy's reddened ears, and asked unintentionally, "What do you want to buy?"

Song Jianchu's eyes wandered, and he said casually, "Chewing gum."

Mu Ye put down his coffee: "Let's go together."

Song Jianchu's ears turned red, and he said calmly, "It's right next to me, I can go by myself."

Mu Ye looked at him for two seconds, with a little smile in his eyes: "Go."

Today's Mu Ye is surprisingly talkative and not so clingy.

Although it was his birthday, Song Jianchu always felt that this person was a bit strange.

In a hurry to go shopping, he didn't think too much about it.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark, street lights were on, and there were more pedestrians.

Leaving the coffee shop alone, Song Jianchu stood at the door and exhaled, lowered the brim of his hat, and entered the large supermarket nearby.

A few seconds later, Mu Ye followed out of the bookstore, and followed Song Jianchu slowly from a distance.

There are a lot of people in the supermarket during off-duty hours.

After all, it was the first time to buy supplies in this area, so Song Jianchu didn't feel embarrassed to go straight to the point, so he went to the food area first and took a few packs of snacks.

Mu Ye stopped not far away to observe.

The boy stood in front of the shelf, and his selection actions seemed very normal, but none of the snacks in his hand were his favorite.

Song Jianchu's taste is very specific, and there are only a few kinds of snacks he likes, and Mu Ye remembers them all.

Mu Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are a few college students around Mu Ye who have been peeping and discussing in low voices.

"Look, that little brother is really good at wearing clothes."

"The figure is also good."

"Those sneakers are super expensive."

"Look a little closer, if you have good eyes, I'll send you WeChat."

Mu Ye's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

The girls stopped and looked at him: "?"

Mu Ye pulled off his mask and asked with a gentle smile, "Excuse me, have you seen a man with very little hair?"

Ahhh it's Mu Ye! ! !

What a peerless good fortune!

The girls gasped, covered their mouths to hold back their screams, and distracted their attention from the little brother in the snack area.

"Sorry, I didn't see it." The girl shook her head regretfully, took out her notebook and asked excitedly in a low voice, "Mr. Mu, can I have your autograph?"

From the corner of his eye, he saw Song Jianchu leave the snack area, Mu Ye smiled, took the notebook and pen: "Yes."

The girls blushed and stared straight at Mu Ye's face with dull eyes.

After signing, Mu Ye made a silent gesture to the girls, and quickly walked forward to find the person who had disappeared.

The girls stared at Mu Ye's back obsessively, but they still couldn't get back to their senses.

"Teacher Mu is so handsome, the color of his eyes is so beautiful."

"I was deceived. What kind of contact lenses of the same style can't imitate that effect at all."

"Stars really aren't mortals..."

Mu Ye searched around several nearby commodity areas, and found someone in the fresh food area.

Song Jianchu continued his roundabout tactics, stopped in front of the misty fresh-keeping shelves, picked out a few boxes of fruit and put them into the shopping basket.

Those fruits are available at home, and the basket in Song Jianchu's hand looks a bit heavy already.

Mu Ye hid behind the seasoning shelf, looking at the boy who was clearly absent-minded, he couldn't help laughing.

A little boy slid past on a scooter, stopped beside Song Jianchu, and stared up at him.

Song Jianchu lowered his head and looked at the child for a few seconds: "Is there something wrong?"

The kid had sharp eyes and asked, "Are you the richest person on Weibo?"

"..." Song Jianchu said calmly, "No."

"Oh." The kid gave up quickly: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Song Jianchu was about to walk away with the basket in his hand, but was suddenly grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

He stopped and bowed his head again.

The child raised his head and said politely: "Brother, can you help me find my mother? I got separated from her."

Song Jianchu raised his head and looked around.

Mu Ye immediately hid behind the shelf.

"Come with me." Song Jianchu helped the kid's scooter to find the service desk.

The kid consciously stood on it and asked Song Jianchu to pull him: "Thank you brother."

After the broadcast at the information desk, the child's parents rushed to find him and thanked Song Jianchu: "Thank you! Thank you so much! I couldn't see the child running away at a glance, but it scared me to death."

Song Jianchu: "You're welcome."

The child waved: "Goodbye, brother richest man."

Song Jianchu: "."

"I'm sorry, the child has been playing too much on the phone recently." The parent was ashamed and educated: "Brother is just brother, what are you talking about?"

The child was dragged away by his mother, and refused to accept it: "I didn't bark."

"Shut up, don't play with my phone secretly..."

Mu Ye folded his arms and leaned against the beverage refrigerator, with a smile in his eyes, looking at the boy not far away whose eyes gradually became tense.

Next to the service desk is the daily necessities area, which is about to reach the target location of this operation.

Song Jianchu carried the already full shopping basket and walked slowly to the daily necessities area.As if it was just a casual glance, he naturally stopped in front of a certain shelf with all kinds of small boxes, and put one hand in his coat pocket to glance calmly.

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows, and slowly tightened the corners of his mouth.

This supermarket has a complete range of such products. Song Jianchu took a box of products with the best reputation on the Internet, and after thinking about it, he took another box with a good reputation.

Mu Ye was so itchy, he secretly watched this scene intently, and bit his lower lip.

Fortunately, there were no people in this area, and Song Jianchu's purchase process went very smoothly.

When he left, his steps were obviously faster, he stuffed things into the bottom of the shopping basket, covered them with snacks and fruits, and went to the cashier to check out.

The payment process was also smooth, and the cashier didn't pay him any attention just because he bought those items.

In fact, this kind of thing is very normal, but some beginners feel guilty and nervous.

Mu Ye didn't bother him until the end, and accompanied his boyfriend in the distance to complete the final purchasing steps, and silently went back to the bookstore ahead of schedule.

The waiters in the rest area of ​​the bookstore thought they had left and just removed the unfinished coffee, but one of them came back again.

"Sorry." The waiter said: "Your coffee has been withdrawn, do you still need it?"

Mu Ye sat back to his original position, picked up the book, and said in a good mood: "No, thank you."

Song Jianchu quickly came back with a big supermarket shopping bag, and said, "Let's go, get the cake, you can go home now."

Mu Ye seemed surprised, looking at the bag in his hand: "Why did you buy so many snacks?"

Song Jianchu explained naturally: "Store some by the way."

Mu Ye took the shopping bag: "I'll carry it."

Having already hidden the important items in the messenger bag, Song Jianchu was very calm and asked Mu Ye to take away the big bag of things that no longer mattered.

After getting the cake, the two drove home.

Song Jianchu was dozing off, when Mu Ye suddenly asked, "Isn't there any chewing gum in the bag?"

Song Jianchu suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils trembled for a moment.

Damn... forgot.

Song Jianchu grabbed the strap of the crossbody bag, looked out of the car window and calmly made excuses, and said, "Well, the flavor I like is out of stock."

"Do you still want to eat?" Mu Ye asked with a smile, "I'll buy it for you."

Song Jianchu lowered his eyes: "I'll buy it another day, let's go home."

"Well, come back tomorrow and bring it to you."

Mu Ye tapped on the steering wheel with his fingertips, took a slow and deep breath, barely suppressed the almost unbearable agitation in his heart, and silently accelerated the speed of the car.

Finally entered the house, waiting to rush forward with a whimper.

Song Jianchu hugged and waited: "Did you make trouble at home?"

Mu Ye put down the shopping bag and cake, and hugged him from behind unbearably: "Hug me first."

Before being hugged enough by the owner, he was put on the ground, biting the corner of his father's trousers dissatisfied.

Knowing that Mu Ye had endured outside for a long time, Song Jianchu took the initiative to hug Mu Ye.

Mu Ye hugged him tightly in the porch for a long time without saying a word.

Song Jianchu let Mu Ye hold him to charge the battery, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher Mu, do you want some cake?"

Mu Ye's voice was a little hoarse, and he buried his face in his shoulder, and said a low "um".

A very simple and sweet birthday.

But it was Song Jianchu's favorite birthday in the past 19 years.

Song Jianchu opened the cake box on the dining table, Mu Ye turned off the light, and helped him light the number candles.

Mu Ye's eyes reflected the gentle light of the candle, and he gently kissed his face: "19-year-old Chuchu, happy birthday."

Song Jianchu smiled.

"What birthday wish do you have?" Mu Ye wrapped his arms around his waist and said softly, "All wishes will come true for you."

Song Jianchu shook his head: "Not anymore."

All wishes have been fulfilled.

Wanting everything, it came to him like a sweet dream.

Owning too much is far beyond the initial barren imagination, even fearing that being too greedy will be punished.

Mu Ye kissed his ear, and asked: "Then do you want to accept a gift?"

Song Jianchu's face gradually became hot, and he asked knowingly, "What?"

Mu Ye stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, sticking to him tightly: "Mu Ye brand chewing gum."

This description was so apt that Song Jianchu couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Don't like it?" Mu Ye raised his eyebrows.

Song Jianchu suppressed a smile: "No."

Mu Ye carried him to the table, wrapped his neck around his neck and kissed him on the mouth.

There is gentle spring and affection in the man's eyes: "Am I your favorite taste?"

The atmosphere created by the candlelight was too much like a dream, and the man in front of him was too beautiful to be real.

Song Jianchu was a little lost in thought: "Yes."

Mu Ye grabbed his hand and let his palm stick to the strong heartbeat through his clothes.

Under the calm surface, there is a heart that is frantically agitated.

Song Jianchu was also infected with a strong throbbing, and his breathing became faster unconsciously just by looking at each other.

Mu Ye put his hand on the button of his shirt collar, and whispered softly against his ear: "If you like, you can open the present."

Song Jianchu's hands trembled a little, and he suddenly felt that he didn't know buttons.

Mu Ye was not in a hurry, kissed him meticulously on the face, and waited patiently for the gift to be unwrapped.

The gift was initially opened, and Song Jianchu's lips were kissed.Mu Ye's kiss was extraordinarily passionate today, his lips were as hot as the gorgeous lip color, making Song Jianchu's scalp numb from the heat.

The candles on the cake have burned out, the kiss is not over yet.

Song Jianchu put his arms around Mu Ye's neck and responded enthusiastically, but was so kissed by Mu Ye that he fell back and almost touched the cake.

Mu Ye picked him up directly face to face, and carried him into the bathroom.

After taking a long and scorching bath, Mu Ye wrapped him in his bathrobe and carried him to the bed in the same position.

Mu Ye leaned against the edge of the bed with one knee, leaned over the bed, and continued to gently kiss his lips.Cool drops of water dripped down Mu Ye's messy forehead hair, and slid across Song Jianchu's burning face.

This was the longest kiss they had ever received, and the whole process almost never stopped, Song Jianchu felt that his lips were about to be melted by Mu Ye.

After a short pause, Song Jianchu lay on the bed panting slightly, his mind was numb from the kiss, and he had already forgotten everything he had found.

Mu Ye went outside to get his cross-body bag, leaned down again and kissed the corner of his mouth, looked at his expression, and said, "Let me see what treasure we spent the first 10 minutes picking."

Song Jianchu's eyes regained consciousness for a moment: "?"

Did Mu Ye see it?

Song Jianchu's pupils trembled violently for a few seconds, and soon he calmed down again, his eyes suspicious: "Are you following me?"

Mu Ye suppressed a smile in his eyes, and said apologetically, "I'm afraid you may make a wrong purchase, so I'm not at ease."

"..."

Several small boxes of different colors fell on the quilt.

Mu Ye picked them up one by one to check, and raised his eyebrows: "There are quite a lot of flavors."

Song Jianchu slumped on the bed, pretending to be calm, and closed his eyes: "...all were recommended by netizens."

Her boyfriend is too seductive, and his ambitions are about to melt.

Mu Ye arranged the boxes in a row on the bed according to their types, and hugged him together with the quilt, his heart beating violently: "What flavor do you want to eat today, baby?"

Song Jianchu's face turned red when he was asked, and he opened his mouth: "...anything is fine."

Too foul.

Mu Ye was tortured to the point of helplessness, laughed, and picked up a box casually.

Mu Ye lovingly kissed his baby, covered his eyes, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, let me guess."