The actor gnawed the grass beside the nest

After hearing Luo Miao's address to the chef of Dashuai Guo, Kunpeng jumped up from the chair directly: "Dad, Dad?! Did you call him Dad?"

Luo Miao nodded, as if unwilling to say more.

The chef of Dashuaiguo is quite familiar, and he took the initiative to shake hands with Kunpeng: "It doesn't look like it, Miaomiao...more like his mother, you are his friend, it's the first time I saw him Friend, nice to meet you."

"Hello, Uncle..." Kunpeng immediately put on a professional smile, but it was still awkward to call out "Uncle".

The economics of the University of Kunming introduced himself embarrassingly, and it was rare to restrain the innate sissy.

I really can't blame him for losing his composure. After all, just now he was talking nonsense that his father is his own dish, and even yelled that he wanted to eat people...

As an ace manager, I haven't seen anything, I really haven't seen someone so unlike a father and son...

Luo Miao was pulled aside by his handsome chef father to talk, while Kunpeng sat watching from a distance.

They really don't look like each other. Although both of them have super-standard looks, their types are completely different. Luo Miao belongs to the soft-hearted marshmallow, and she looks soft and cute, so it's no wonder that Shengze can't control his height. But Luo Miao's father is completely domineering and exposed, with a strong aura, the one that can only be seen from a distance.

Shengze was also worried that the child's family conditions were not good, so he didn't have a good birthday, so he specially told him to bring Luo Miao to the most expensive restaurant in the city, but he didn't know that he went directly to his father's restaurant.

It turns out that my father is a three-star Michelin chef. No wonder Luo Miao cooks so deliciously. A tiger father has no dogs. This is...

Naturally, there was no need for Song Shengze to reimburse the meal that night, and it was all credited to Luo Miao's handsome father.

Kunpeng stroked his round belly and praised: "It's so delicious! Miaomiao, I'm so addicted to you! What we eat today are all specials that are not on the menu. Your dad brought it last. That dessert is too delicious! Molecular cake or something, it melts in your mouth..."

"Hmm..." Luo Miao answered absent-mindedly.

Kunpeng couldn't help being curious: "Why do I look at it and feel that you are quite alienated from your father? Besides, Shengze said that your family never celebrates your birthday for you, but looking at your father, it doesn't seem like the one who doesn't celebrate your birthday." Seed father..."

Luo Miao looked back at the restaurant, as if she saw someone standing inside the glass door looking at him.

"I actually seldom see my dad," Luo Miao said slowly, "As for birthdays...my mother passed away because of giving birth to me, and my birthday is my mother's death day, so it never happens..."

Kunpeng covered his mouth: "Sorry..."

Luo Miao shook her head: "It's okay, it's not a secret. After I was born, my dad couldn't bear the blow of my mother's departure and went abroad. He only came back to open a restaurant the year before last... I grew up with relatives, so I treated him... ...relatively unfamiliar."

Kunpeng stopped asking. He knew that Luo Miao was in a bad mood, so he shut up and drove obediently.

The child's childhood is too pitiful, his mother is gone, his father has gone abroad, and he grew up living with relatives. Isn't this just like a little orphan under the fence, no wonder his father looks so wronged.

Hey... A child who is too well-behaved and sensible is indeed forced by life...

"Brother Kun, can you stop at the supermarket when you pass by in a while? I want to buy a durian."

When Luo Miao is in a bad mood, she will especially want to eat durians, knowing that she will get angry, but eating can vent all the negative energy.

"to make!"

Kunpeng dragged Luo Miao to the supermarket and bought a super-large durian for him to take home: "Anyway, Shengze is not at home, you can eat as much as you want, and you have no work tomorrow, so take a good rest."

"Okay, thank you Brother Kun, please be careful on the way back."

After bidding farewell to Kunpeng, Luo Miao didn't turn on the light, and went directly into the kitchen with the thorny durian in her arms, and cut open its belly by the moonlight.

When I was depressed, I felt a little vented in everything I did. Luo Miao hit hard, the durian shell was densely covered with thorns, accidentally, a finger was cut, Luo Miao took a breath, and hurriedly threw the durian away shell, turn on the tap and place your hands underneath to rinse.

Maybe it was because of the pain, maybe it was because of some other emotion, he rushed forward, the circles of his eyes became more sore, and then some hot liquid began to rush out from the tear duct.

Luo Miao wiped her face with her other uninjured hand.

He didn't like his body that was prone to tears. Boys would shed tears when they had nothing to do.

But the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't stop the tears, the cheeks that were wiped were painful and still flowed out.

Luo Miao simply gave up. He covered his face and slowly squatted on the ground. Anyway, he was the only one in the house, and even Song Miaomiao was locked in the yard. As long as no one saw him crying, it wouldn't count!

"Click!"

The sound of the key unlocking the lock startled Luo Miao.

He stopped crying in an instant, stood up hiccupping, and wanted to go out to check in the dark, but just as he reached the kitchen door, he bumped into a wall of meat.

"What are you doing so stinky?! You haven't turned on the lights yet..."

A familiar voice came, and Luo Miao looked up through the light outside the window: "Brother Ze??"

"Yeah." Song Shengze turned on the light with a "snap", and the room was brightly lit up immediately, and there was nowhere to hide everything.

"Don't..." Luo Miao hurriedly covered her face and turned her back.

Song Shengze tugged at him: "Crying? Little brat, it's your birthday today. Why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry!" Luo Miao wiped her face indiscriminately. There were no tears left, but her eyes, bridge of nose and cheeks were all red, and all her facial features were turning against each other, frantically saying: We just cried!

Song Shengze glanced at the half-dismembered durian in the kitchen, his eyebrows twitched, and he clearly saw a bright red drop on the marble countertop...

"Injured?" asked nervously and concerned.

Luo Miao stretched out her hand to show Song Shengze: "It's okay, just a small hole..."

Grabbed by the wrist, he was dragged into the living room in a staggered manner.

Song Shengze pushed Luo Miao onto the sofa, then turned around to get the medicine kit, and carefully disinfected and bandaged the child.

"There are a lot of bacteria on tropical fruits. If you don't take care of them properly, it will be very troublesome if you get infected."

Luo Miao's eye circles began to sore again, and he tried his best not to let out something that hurt his self-esteem. He sniffed: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming back tonight, I'll go and throw the durian out right away."

"Why throw it out? Let's eat it, don't you like it?" Song Shengze squatted in front of Luo Miao, bandaging and returning.

Luo Miao apologized: "But it stinks, you don't like it..."

"You love food so much, I'm used to smelling it." Song Shengze raised his head and smiled.

Luo Miao recovered from the surprise of Song Shengze's return, and then remembered to ask: "Brother, why are you back?! Didn't you want to film a movie?"

"It was originally a role of friendship, and there are not many scenes. I just have two days to spare." Song Shengze reached out and touched this little head that had been thinking about it for a long time, "Also, if I don't come back, are you going to cry? This birthday?"

"I didn't cry!" Luo Miao emphasized, speaking loudly resonated, and the thing that had been spinning in the eye sockets slid down a drop.

"Pfft~" Song Shengze rubbed off the small drop of liquid with his thumb, "Okay, okay, you didn't cry, this is nothing."

Luo Miao was so ashamed and angry that she picked up a sofa cushion to cover her face.

Song Shengze called Kunpeng as soon as he got off the plane. He knew everything about tonight.

Regarding Luo Miao's father, Song Shengze actually has a lot of opinions.

This father is too irresponsible. The wife died in order to give birth to a son. The father did not protect and raise the son. Throwing it to relatives, patting his own butt and going abroad, what the hell is this!

His family's son is so sensible, it's all because his father is incompetent, and he didn't accompany him when he should make trouble. The poor son was forced to grow up in a forced way.

Song Yingdi scooped him up with a big hand, pulled him into his arms together with the sofa cushions, and let Luo Miao run along his back.

"Little boy, you are only twenty, you are still young, other people's 20 years old are still in college, you, don't be too sensible, there is no need for me, cry if you want to cry, make trouble if you want to eat durian Just eat durian, I will tolerate you in everything."

There was a soft sofa cushion between Luo Miao's head and Song Shengze's abdominal muscles. The boy's cry of "Woooooooo" gradually amplified from being suppressed at the beginning, and the trembling of the body was transmitted through the sofa cushion.

Song Shengze stroked the back of Luo Miao's hairy head: "...I will never leave you either." I won't leave you like your father did.

"They keep... keep calling me a broom star..."

Luo Miao's voice was buried in the sofa cushion, muffled, very aggrieved, but not in a complaining tone, just a statement.

"My relatives said that if it wasn't for me, my mother wouldn't have died, and my father wouldn't have to leave home to go abroad. They said...it would be fine without me..."

"They're right...every birthday I think, if it wasn't for me...the day I was born was the worst day ever..."

Song Shengze felt that his heart was being grabbed by a hand, and it hurt.

He couldn't participate in Luo Miao's life in the past, all he could do was hold the person in his arms tightly.

He took away the sofa cushion, and directly pressed Luo Miao into his arms. The two hugged without barriers, and could feel each other's body temperature.

"Miaomiao, for me, the day you were born is the best day."

Luo Miao raised her head in a daze, and met Song Shengze's eyes as deep as a pool.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Song Shengze took the lead to look away.

I can't watch it anymore, if I continue to watch it, he will probably do something that he can't do now...

"Kunpeng said that you have a bad appetite at night and don't eat much. I brought cake and red wine back, do you want to eat together? Or... do you want to continue eating durian alone?"

Song Shengze proposed it pretending to be relaxed, God knows that he just wants to press people on the sofa and kiss wildly.

Song Yingdi's acting skills are superb, and he is a leader in the field of expression management. I'm afraid no one will be able to see the emotions he wants to hide, and naturally Luo Miao will not know.

"Let's eat cake together!" Luo Miao tried to cheer up.

And what could be more inspiring than someone you love, someone you worship as a god, saying, "For him, the day you were born was the best day ever."

Luo Miao felt that he probably saved the Milky Way in his previous life, and he could actually let the moon come down to celebrate his birthday with him, to comfort him. If he is still stuck in self-loathing, then he will be too sorry for Brother Ze who traveled all the way back. .

Make a wish, blow out candles, eat cake, open wine...

This was the first time in Luo Miao's life that he celebrated his birthday in a decent manner, and it was also the first time that he felt that it was really great that he was born in this world.

He doesn't hate his father, he misses his mother, he thanks them for bringing him into this world, so that he can meet the person he wants to meet...

The result of two people who can't drink well and have different emotions holding glasses to each other is the result of both being drunk.

In the early morning of the next day, when Luo Miao woke up with a hangover and found that she was sleeping in someone's arms, she clenched her fist and blocked her mouth desperately so as not to scream...

Hoho~ There was a little cutie who guessed right yesterday!That's right~ Chef Dashuai Guo is Luo Miao's father~

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