When Huo Lingfeng saw her appearance, he couldn't hide a little excited smile on his face, this girl began to have herself in her heart, and she didn't even realize that she had two words written on her face: "jealousy"!

Thinking of this, he also put down the chopsticks in his hand, and then quickly stepped forward and hugged her who was angry: "But you still have the best figure, no matter how you look at it, you can't get tired of looking at it!"

"Rough!" Zhuang was on the fire, and he didn't want to pay attention to him at all, this guy's previous love history was really remarkable!

"Well, I'm telling a lie, what a woman is called Mary. Okay, okay!" Huo Lingfeng immediately begged for mercy, and then by the way, he quickly ripped off her clothes, and then accepted tomorrow's birthday gift in advance today.

Although Zhuang Qingqing was also full of fire, he could never refuse his enthusiasm, so he could only be eaten again by half-push and half-on-the-spot.

DIY cake shop.

Zhuang knocked lightly on the door, then walked in, and immediately the smell of cake came to his face.

"Miss Zhuang, are you here?" a girl about the same age as Zhuang Qing came out of it.

"Yes. I took a leave of absence to make a cake today. I want to be Napoleon!" Zhuang said with a soft smile, and after a period of observation, she found that he liked to eat Napoleon cakes, so she decided to make it herself.

Spend an hour here practicing every day at lunchtime, and now he is a half-master.

Of course, all of this was done without Huo Lingfeng, otherwise this guy would have to happily drag himself back to the bed, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to come out for half a while!

Patiently making cakes, before I knew it, the day was over. When Zhuang gently held the cake in his hand, he also had a sense of accomplishment in his heart, it was rare for him to do something so feminine, and Huo Lingfeng could be regarded as an ancestor burning incense!

Without saying hello to Huo Lingfeng, he went directly to Huo Lingfeng's villa.

The servants in the villa were very familiar with her, so they all smiled and welcomed her in, but their expressions were a little strange.

Zhuang didn't think much about it, and stepped in directly.

What suddenly appeared in front of him was not Huo Lingfeng, but a whole bouquet of flowers and several cakes. stacked in his first-floor living room. She was stunned.

The surrounding servants hurriedly packed up these things in a hurry, but were gently stopped by Zhuang: "Let it go!"

The servants didn't dare to say more, but they also felt Zhuang's gentle anger, and suddenly retracted their hands timidly.

"Mrs. Huo, the dinner you asked for is ready. ”

"No need!" Zhuang gently put down the cake in his hand, then turned and left the villa.

"Mrs. Huo!" The servants were all nervous when they saw Zhuang leaving gently, if Huo Lingfeng knew!

"What?" Huo Lingfeng got up from the stool: "She's gone?"

Hanging up the phone, Huo Lingfeng picked up his clothes as quickly as he could, and said to Candy in the computer: "I'm sorry, today's meeting has been canceled!"

turned off the computer, and then Huo Lingfeng drove quickly to the villa: "Where's Madam?"

She put down the cake and left. The servant said timidly, not daring to look up at Huo Lingfeng.

"These flower cakes or something!Why don't you remember losing them?" Huo Lingfeng was angry.

"I'm sorry, I kept it before, and I didn't care about it this time. ”

Huo Lingfeng hurriedly picked up the phone and called Zhuang Qingqing, but unfortunately her phone was turned off.

Where will they go? I really damn it, how could Zhuang Qingqing not remember his birthday?

She must have wanted to surprise herself, looking at this crooked cake, thinking that it wouldn't be sold in any store, she must have made it herself. I was so careless!

The other side.

Zhuang gently depressed put his head on Sang Yurou's counter, feeling weak.

"Ouch, my aunt, are you feeling unwell, please go to the corner and stay in the corner, you are such a beach here, people who don't know still think that my coffee has eaten people to death!" Sang Yurou said softly to Zhuang with a smile on her face.

"I'm depressed, can't I? damn Huo Lingfeng!" Zhuang said lightly hatefully.

Sang Yurou suddenly lit up with curiosity, and looked Zhuang up and down lightly: "I don't know that not long ago, someone said that he didn't call Huo Lingfeng at all, and said that he was a big bastard!"

"Who said that? I just think I've worked so hard to make cakes, but people just buy a bunch and get it done, I'm not happy?" Zhuang stammered gently.

"Ouch, I don't care if you can do it. Anyway, you go and stay in the corner for me. Wait a minute!" Sang Yurou waved her hand and gently blasted Zhuang away.

Seeing Zhuang gently walk away, she hurriedly made a phone call to Yu Wenhao: "Baby, quickly call that Huo Lingfeng over, Zhuang is here with me!"

Huo Lingfeng received the call, and quickly sped up, and then rushed to Sang Yurou's café.

There was no need to compare, the absolute low air pressure was enough to attract Huo Lingfeng's gaze.

Zhuang in the corner gently buried his head in his hands, unable to see his expression clearly, and he didn't know if he was asleep.

Huo Lingfeng walked slowly to the back, then suddenly bent down and poked his head under her hand, just in time to look at Zhuang's lightly angry face.

"Ahh

Hearing only a bang, Huo Lingfeng covered his head, and then his face was full of pain.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Zhuang Qing immediately stepped forward and touched his head and asked, this guy was okay to suddenly look at himself with his head, startling himself!

"I wanted to ask you, wife, are you okay?" Huo Lingfeng said as he touched the lump on his head.

"It's okay!" Zhuang Qing suddenly remembered the pile of flowers and cakes, and suddenly said angrily.

"Wife, I know that you are good to me and want to surprise me, whether it is other people's cakes or flowers, I don't care. Huo Lingfeng slowed down his voice and said. The scorching eyes were firmly fixed on Zhuang Qingqing, and they kept looking into her eyes, and the affection was unobstructed.

"What about the woman?" Zhuang asked lightly, changing the subject.

"Of course women want to ...... Don't want it!" Huo Lingfeng hurriedly said, then blinked twice and said with innocent eyes: "Those are all my previous ones, female friends remember my birthday, so they gave it to me." But I can't remember their names, so how can I care?"

Seeing that Zhuang Qing still hadn't lost his temper, Huo Lingfeng stepped forward again: "My favorite is the cake you made, it's a little crooked, but it's unique." I know you did it for me. All I have in my eyes and heart now is that Napoleon cake. Who else do you think can squeeze into?"

Looking up at Huo Lingfeng's eyes, Zhuang lightly knew that he was not lying. The deep eyes, looking at himself with great firmness, and the tender gaze slowly dissipated the anger in Zhuang Qingqing's heart.

"Okay, let's go back with me! Today is my birthday, I'm the oldest, right?" Huo Lingfeng looked at Zhuang and said softly, his tone somewhat pleading.

Although Zhuang Qing still had a little bump, he still nodded.

I turned around and wanted to say goodbye to Sang Yurou, but I saw that people were already flirting with Yu Wenhao over there. Thinking about it, it was also this guy who reported the news, so Huo Lingfeng would come so quickly!

What a careless friend!

followed Huo Lingfeng's car back to the villa, only to find that the villa had been completely furnished.

Soft lighting, a silent swimming pool, a small table next to it with two people's cutlery, and in the middle is a Napoleon cake made by Zhuang.

Zhuang walked over gently, and then sat down.

The music also played slowly, and then the chef slowly stepped forward with the dish. Everything is as if you are in the most exclusive hotel, and the atmosphere is intoxicating.

In the dim light, they stared at each other. At this moment, Huo Lingfeng's face looked much softer and gentler than usual. The usual ruffian aura is gone. And his handsome temperament is fully revealed.

His well-defined cheeks, deep eyes, erect nose, and thin lips were slightly curled, as if God had sent him down to punish women. Zhuang Qing, who never felt that he would be attracted to men, was in a mood like a deer crashing at the moment. Don't dare to look directly.

Huo Lingfeng was no better, Zhuang Qing did not have his usual arrogance, only the eyes that were a little timid at the moment, and he was easily moved, and occasionally looked into his eyes, making it difficult for him to restrain his thirst for her.

Finally finished eating the cake, Huo Lingfeng stepped forward, then picked her up and walked directly to the bedroom.

Zhuang gently did not refuse, wrapped his hands tightly around his neck, looked directly at him, slightly opened his lips, and shyly seemed to be the first time.

The servants all obediently stepped aside, and then left a space for the lovers.

Zhuang was gently hugged by him in the bedroom, put it on the bed, and looked sideways, but saw a strange steel pipe standing next to the bed, from the roof to the bottom.

Looking at Zhuang's gentle gaze, Huo Lingfeng smiled slightly, then got up and gently wiped the steel pipe with his hand.

"What is this for?" Zhuang gently looked at Huo Lingfeng's somewhat ill-intentioned eyes and asked curiously.

"The pole dancing you practiced when you went to the pageant hasn't been seen yet. Your husband and I are very interested, is it for a performance?" Huo Lingfeng looked at Zhuang with a tempting tone and eyes and said softly.

"Now?" Zhuang asked, pointing lightly to his nose and swallowing.

"Yes, now, as my birthday present?" Huo Lingfeng stepped forward and whispered in her ear with a soft tone.

Zhuang was slightly numb for a while, and then nodded like a ghost.