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Liang Liang looked at Ouyang Jian who was a little dazed in front of him, then bent down and laughed.

"You...how can you be so stupid, hahahahaha..." Liang Liang helped Zhou Yan's shoulders to stand up bit by bit, and smiled back after seeing the cream-stained face of the man standing in front of him .

"Huh... I can't do it, I can't do it, Zhou Yan, you get him away quickly," Liang Liang covered her stomach and moved to the sofa to sit down in small steps, pulled two tissues and began to wipe away the tears from laughing.

Zhou Yan shook his head helplessly, sat on the sofa and threw a whole pack of tissues to Ouyang Jian, "Wipe it."

Liang Liang was still beating the sofa next to her, making Zhou Yan unable to type a word for a long time while holding the notebook.

"What should I say about you?" Zhou Yan pulled Liang Liang aside with his foot in disgust, "If you want a cake, just go down and buy one. If you have to bring a lot of materials to my house to make it, you can't make it well. And messed up the kitchen."

The more Zhou Yan talked, the angrier he became, and even Ouyang Jian suffered from his vague snipe.

"I said, how can you buy something with sincerity?" Liang Liang finished arranging her hair with a smile, and then returned to the bright and charming magazine model, "Ouyang, do you think so?"

"Um, yes." Ouyang Jian was busy wiping off the cream on her eyes, when she suddenly heard Liang Liang call her, she seemed both surprised and happy.

Zhou Yan almost laughed angrily, "What about the cake now? Where did it go?"

Liang Liang smiled apologetically, "I'll go downstairs and buy one later."

When she first found out that Zhou Yan decided to celebrate her birthday, Liang Liang was a little surprised.

An old friend for so many years, although he knew his birthday from the beginning, Zhou Yan never said to celebrate or anything, as if he was deliberately forgetting this day.

Liang Liang was a little surprised by the sudden invitation this year, but after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure out what to give, so she took Ouyang Jian to discuss it together.

It's a pity that Ouyang Jian is a big straight man, and after thinking for a long time, he only thought of what pennant to give. Liang Liang thought that there was a reason why this guy was so handsome but couldn't find a girlfriend.

Now the plan to make cakes by herself has also failed, and Liang Liang is going to go downstairs to buy something to compensate Zhou Yan, an old man—after all, celebrating a birthday is not easy.

As soon as she put on her coat and pushed open the door, Han Xi rang the doorbell with her big and small bags.

"Xiao Xi?" Liang Liang waved at him.

"Hello, sister." Han Yu nodded obediently, and took a step back to let her come out first.

When Zhou Yan heard the noise, he closed the laptop and threw it on the sofa, and ran out to pick up the things in Han Yu's hands without wearing slippers.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Liang Liang looked at Zhou Yan's industriousness with her arms around her chest, and said bitterly, "Old fox, we look the same before others."

Han Yu was a little embarrassed by what she said, and smiled awkwardly at Liang Liang.

"Don't bother me," Liang Liang slammed Zhou Yan's shoulder heavily when she went out, "Excuse me, I, a single nobleman, have to go out."

Ouyang Jian came out from behind, supported the door frame and said, "Wait, I'll go with you."

"What did you buy for me?" Zhou Yan excitedly took the bag in Han Yu's hand, and couldn't wait to open it to have a look.

"Wait a minute," Han Yu hurriedly grabbed it and said, "I can't watch it now, I have to wait until after dinner."

Zhou Yan smiled knowingly, and returned the bag to Han Yu.

After the sky almost darkened, Zhou Yan's birthday party officially started.

Although there was nothing to celebrate, just having a meal and chatting with a few people, Han Yu still felt that it was very meaningful.

This was the first time he had a formal meal with Zhou Yan's friends. Hearing some interesting things about him from them, Han Yu felt that he and Zhou Yan were getting closer.

Han Xi glanced at Zhou Yan who was sitting next to him and talking.

The man's eyebrows are very heroic, coupled with the narrow peach blossom eyes, no matter how you look at it, he has a standard handsome appearance.A little bit of long broken hair covered a little of the sharp peripheral vision, making the whole person more gentle.

Han Xi looked at him with a glass of wine in a daze.

How wonderful is this person sitting next to him.

So good that Han Xie could feel the light shining when sitting next to him, so good that Han Xie couldn't believe that such a person would appear beside him.

For even the slightest bit of kindness from him, Han Xie would feel that this glowing person was sympathizing with him.

Han Xi looked away and took a sip of her wine.

I want to be like him...

Even though the current self is still so unbearable, I still want to get closer to him, a little closer...

Liang Liang cast a glance at the wandering Han Xi, and jokingly said, "Xiao Xi, are you tired? You look sleepy."

"No, no." Han Xi waved his hands in a panic, causing some red wine to spill on his body, and he hurriedly went to get a tissue to wipe it off.

Zhou Yan put down the things in his hands and came to help, during which time he gave Liang Liang who was sitting opposite him a blank glance.

Liang Liang couldn't get angry in an instant: "I can't even talk to your cutie?"

"No." Zhou Yan threw a lump of red-stained tissues into the trash can, then turned around and repeated firmly to Liang Liang: "No."

Liang Liang took a sip of wine dumbfounded, then turned her head to talk to Han Xi.

"Little baby," Liang Liang said, "don't be fooled by Old Dog Zhou."

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, and Ouyang Jian, who had been sitting quietly, also widened his eyes when he heard Liang Liang call Han Xi baby.

"Let me tell you, this old man in his 30s had many boyfriends before." Liang Liang raised an eyebrow at Zhou Yan provocatively.

Han Yu tried her best to suppress her laughter, pretending to be surprised and looking at Zhou Yan, who was already a little flustered.

"Everything is thrown away, and none of them are good." Liang Liang smacked her lips exaggeratedly, "Little cutie, you must not be fooled by Zhou Yan, an old fox. Be careful in everything..."

"Liang Liang!" Zhou Yan was completely flustered now, he avoided Han Xi's curious gaze, and looked at Liang Liang opposite him with a man-eating expression.

Han Yu secretly lowered her head and laughed, and vainly stopped Zhou Yan who was about to get up, "Don't be angry, you haven't read my gift yet."

Zhou Yan immediately went down the steps. He gave Liang Liang a hard look, cleared his throat and asked, "What have you prepared for me?"

"Just some...bad things." Han Yu licked her lips nervously, and took out the bulging bag from under the table, "Don't be angry if you don't like it."

Zhou Yan rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "No, no, I wouldn't be angry if you gave me the gift."

Liang Liang clicked her tongue, and gave Zhou Yan a rolling eye.

Carefully taking out the bag, Zhou Yan's face popped out of it.To be precise, it was a gigantic face.

Han Yu took out a pillow from the bag, with Zhou Yan's photo printed on it.

The corner of Zhou Yan's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile and said, "Why did you choose this photo?"

Zhou Yan on the pillow still has long hair, facing the camera with a pair of incomparable scissors hands, next to that kind of colorful bold artistic words——ご呀僦Nowご

"I found it from your space," Han Yu kept talking with her head down, looking like a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong, "It took me a long time to find this photo, I think it's pretty..."

Liang Liang on the side grabbed Ouyang Jian's clothes and tried hard to hold back her laughter, almost tearing up his brand-name shirt. Ouyang Jian just smiled helplessly.

Seeing Han Yu's careful look, Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel sorry for him. This kid is good at everything, so why is there something wrong with his aesthetics?I like these non-mainstream things...

He sighed, took the pillow and put it on his lap and said, "I think it looks pretty too."

Before she finished speaking, Liang Liang really couldn't hold back at all, and burst out laughing.

Ouyang Jian took the tissue on the table and gently wiped her tears. Liang Liang held her stomach while wiping.

Zhou Yan thought, although it is printed here, it can still be turned over to sleep.

As a result, in reverse, the same historical photo of Sha Matt took up the entire pillow.

Good guy, it's still double-sided...

Zhou Yan wanted to cry but patted his huge ugly face and said, "I really like it, thank you."

Hearing these words, Han Yu's dim eyes lit up immediately, "Really?"

"Well, really." Zhou Yan pampered Han Yu's hair, and wanted to say a few more words of love at first, but the excited Han Yu started to slap in the bag again.

"There is another one." He took out a frosted glass from the bag, "I found it after searching in many stores."

When Zhou Yan took it over and wanted to examine it carefully, Han Yu said, "This needs to be heated."

After speaking, he consciously went to the living room and brought the kettle over, poured it into the cup and said, "Look, it will..."

"Look!" Han Yu happily lifted up the cup, the outer wall of the cup slowly showed a little color due to the heat, and after a few seconds, the pattern printed on it could be clearly seen.

——It’s still that photo! !

Liang Liang burst out laughing, rubbing her stomach with one hand, hammering the table with the other: "Zhou...Zhou Yan, you baby is so...cute...hahahaha"

Zhou Yan took a deep breath and suppressed a smile, then took the cup in Han Yu's hand, and slowly sipped the hot water: "Thank you, baby, for your trouble."

"Don't bother." Han Yu scratched her hair with a sincere look on her face, not knowing that what Zhou Yan wanted to do most now was to quickly find out the article from a few years ago, add more than a dozen locks, and delete it. clean.

The meal is over, and the gifts are also given out.The four of them got together and chatted for a while, and before they knew it, it was late at night, and the orange street lights on the street were turned on one by one, illuminating the way home.

Both Zhou Yan and Liang Liang were drunk. Ouyang Jian was driving when he came over, so he didn't touch a drop of alcohol. He went downstairs with Liang Liang, who was still talking nonsense, and was going to take her home.

Although Han Xie also drank a lot, her face was only blushed a little, but her mind was still very clear.

Zhou Yan kept holding him and refused to let him go, so Han Yu stayed helplessly to take care of the drunk.

"You are not allowed to go!" Zhou Yan's 1.8-meter-five tall man pressed on Han Xie, bending his waist.

While holding Zhou Yan's arm, Han Xi leaned on the wall for help, and staggered to send him back to the room.

Zhou Yan's drinking capacity is so shallow, and it's easy to get on his face when he drinks it.Today I didn't stop him because I was happy, and I kept drinking until now.

Panting, Han Yu stopped and rested for a while, Zhou Yan saw that the other party didn't answer her own words, so she started to play petty temper, "You say what you say, you don't go!"

Han Yu couldn't even bother to answer, she was panting with all her heart, and she was sweating all over in the winter.

As soon as Zhou Yan leaned forward, his whole body was on top of Han Xi.

Han Yu took two steps back, and her back hit the wall directly, with a muffled thud, it sounded like it hurt.

Zhou Yan rested his chin on Han Xi's shoulder and rubbed it back and forth, muttering something in his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about.

Han Yu's eyes were staring at the impact, she took a moment to relax, and then tried to push Zhou Yan away, and carried him back to the room again.

"Can you stop pushing me away all the time?" Zhou Yan's eyes don't know whether it's because of drinking or other reasons, the tip of the upturned peach blossom eyes is stained with a shocking blush.

The hair that was disheveled because of the action just now, is now spread on the face in strands, giving people a feeling of innocence.

Zhou Yan hugged Han Yu's shoulder, lowered his head and bit his shoulder gently, his voice was hoarse, and there was even a trace of grievance when he listened carefully.

He repeated vaguely: "Don't push me away again, okay?"

Han Yu froze, her Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The living room was very quiet, only the ticking of the wall clock could be heard.

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