Fu Siqing finally had time to play with her mobile phone, went to look at the news that Wen Jingchu broke out today, and asked, "Is this true or hype?"

"What?"

"Rich second-generation young actor Wen Jingchu bought a drunk late-night tryst at the bar!" Fu Siqing read the headline of the entertainment news.

"Isn't she pregnant?, and even running away to drink?!"

"Does she not want this child?" Fu Siqing asked.

"What the hell knows what she thinks?!"

"Then do you want to call and ask what the situation is? If it's hype, this news is too exciting, and the impact on the Wen family is not good. But if it's not hype......"

"No matter what she is, who has the spare time to worry about her little, and I'm not her agent!" Fu Yiran said this, still a little worried in his heart.

Also, maybe people don't need help at all, so why meddle with their own affairs.

Thinking so, Fu Siqing turned off her mobile phone, and fell asleep leaning on the seat unconsciously.

When she got out of the car, Fu Yiran couldn't bear to wake her up and gently carried her into the bedroom. He knew that on Ling Mei's first day, she must not have had a very happy time.

Fu Yiran personally made a mousse cake and lit candles. He wanted to wait until midnight to spend her first full birthday with her.

Fu Siqing slept until half past eight in a daze, feeling very hungry, and she hadn't eaten dinner yet. It was already dark, and Fu Yiran was not in the bedroom.

She screamed a few times but no one paid attention.

Put on your slippers and go downstairs.

The lights in the dining room are on, and you can hear the sound of chopping vegetables and the bubbling sound of something boiling in the pot.

Fu Siqing swallowed her saliva, and her stomach kept screaming. Before she could walk over, a strong fragrance came to her nose.

She smelled the seafood, cheese ribs, poached meat, and sweet strawberries.

"How do you prepare so much food?" Fu Siqing couldn't help it, so he pinched a washed strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I knew you were hungry, so I cooked what you loved. Fu Yiran put the cut vegetables on the plate, turned on the fire, and prepared to stir-fry.

"But that's too much, isn't it!" Fu Siqing counted the dishes that had been prepared on the table, not counting the soup, there were already six or seven of them, "Are you going to have guests at home today?"

"No, it's all for you. ”

"Then what is today's important day?" Fu Siqing thought about it, but he didn't expect what day it was.

"I just want to make food for my wife, why do I need a reason?"

Okay, anyway, she just needs to eat, so what's the matter? Fu Siqing took two dishes and chopsticks, sat down and ate directly.

"Fu Yiran, when did you learn to cook, and it's so delicious!" Fu Siqing asked curiously while eating.

A proud son like him should live a life of stretching out his hands with clothes and opening his mouth with food. Besides, there is someone in the family who is responsible for cooking, so there is no need for him to study by himself, right?

"For the sake of one person to learn. ”

"Huh?"

"I was afraid that my wife would be a picky eater and not eat well, so I just learned this skill on my own. ”

"Huh?" Fu Siqing was surprised, "It didn't take long for you to learn to make a chef's craft?!"

"I started learning when I was 18 years old, but I didn't really learn it for long, and I thought cooking was very easy and I didn't have to go out of my way to learn. Fu Yiran put the last dish on the table, poured a cup of coffee, and sat down.

"You learned to cook for your wife at the age of eighteen?! Then I'm really lucky to steal your wife's position. ”

Fu Yiran chuckled, it seemed that this stupid woman didn't understand what he meant at all. When he was eighteen years old, he secretly took a photo of Fu Siqing. But after that day, she was never seen again.

After knowing that she went to London, I was afraid that she would not be used to it, not eat well, and sleep well. So at the age of eighteen, he learned the skill of cooking.

For so many years, he hadn't cooked a single meal. It wasn't until he met Fu Siqing again that he had the idea of re-entering the kitchen.

"What do you think?"

"Super delicious! I'll tell you, I've been eating in London for so many years, and I'm still not used to it......"

"What I'm talking about is robbing my wife's position, what do you think of Mrs. Fu?"

"Then when your wife appears, I'll give her a place!" Fu Siqing's eating speed slowed down, and the beef in his mouth became more and more unpalatable.

"She's already there. ”

"Then I'll give up Mrs. Fu's position to her now, anyway, I think Miss Fu is very good. ”

Fu Yiran looked at her puffed little face, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Wife, it's cute that you are jealous of yourself." ”

"Who is jealous, I didn't!" Fu Siqing understood the meaning of his words, lowered his head and pulled the food in the bowl, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Fu Yiran was afraid that she would not eat well, so he served her corn soup, watched her eat quietly, and no longer teased her.

When the meal was full, Fu Siqing wiped her mouth, very satisfied. It's not too happy to have a man who can cook at home.

"Husband, I'm tired, can I take a bath and sleep?" Fu Siqing was coquettish, implying that she didn't want to clean up the leftovers and didn't want to wash the dishes.

"Wife, haven't you heard a word?" Fu Yiran wiped the corners of her mouth, revealing a ruffian smile.

"What?" Fu Siqing couldn't help but burp.

"Eat and be full of lust. ”

"I've eaten a lot, you see, I'm still hiccups!" Fu Siqing said, belching a few more at the right time.

"But I haven't had enough to eat. Fu Yiran touched her collarbone and tickled her.

Thirty-six plans to go up to the top!

"Then you eat slowly!I'll take a bath!" Fu Siqing dodged his outstretched claws and ran up the stairs quickly.

Fu Yiran shook his head helplessly, there was no way to take her every time. What else can he do besides being spoiled?

I don't know what Fu Yiran is doing downstairs, anyway, Fu Siqing hasn't come up after taking a shower and drying his hair. After waiting for him for a long time, he turned over, and she actually fell asleep.

Fu Yiran turned off all the lights, held the cake, and gently walked into the bedroom by the faint candlelight.

It's midnight in one minute.

At this moment, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

After eight years of waiting, he can finally accompany her for an unforgettable birthday. In the previous life, if it was sour, bitter and salty, then from today, everything has become super sweet.

Zero.

Fu Yiran squatted on the side of the bed and pushed the sleeping Fu Siqing, trying to wake her up. But she rolled over and continued to fall asleep.

Fu Yiran climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt, hugged her tightly in his arms, and couldn't help but start kissing her. From head to toe, he wanted to kiss her entire body.

"What are you doing?" and finally she started to get a little impatient.

Fu Yiran didn't stop kissing her until he woke her up completely.

Fu Siqing opened his eyes with a full sense of getting up and twelve points of irritability, and pushed away the man on his body: "Are you going to die?!

"Happy birthday, wife!"

Fu Siqing was stunned and didn't react for a while.

Fu Yiran held the cake in her hand, and the candlelight reflected on her face, looking warm. "Wife, make a wish!"

Fu Siqing pulled the quilt, lay back on the bed, and said coldly: "Fu Yiran, I never celebrate my birthday!"

Since the age of fourteen, Fu Siqing has never had a birthday again.

Her birth was not a happy thing for Jiang Xinyi. Her birthday will forever remain in the memory of her father's accident, and there is nothing to celebrate.

"I've never had a chance to spend time with you on your birthday. Not before the age of fourteen, and even less so after the age of fourteen. Fu Yiran put down the cake and blew out the candle, "Fu Siqing, I hope you can live a happier life if you marry me, so I want you to try to let go of the mustard in your heart." ”

"I said, I'm not a birthday!" Fu Siqing emphasized again, then covered his head with the quilt and stopped making a sound.

He hadn't had time to give her the gift he had carefully prepared.

Fu Yiran threw the cake into the trash, lay down beside her, tugged on the quilt to show her head, and hugged her tightly to sleep.

The moment the cake was thrown into the trash, it was loud. Fu Siqing's heart also followed the sound and was pinched. She thought that Fu Yiran would be angry, it turned out that she made so many delicious dinners to celebrate her birthday.

He did so much silently, but she didn't appreciate it at all, and ruined his mind. He didn't lose his temper with her, but took into account her emotions and hugged her all the time.

Something flowed through the corner of the eye, hot. Fu Siqing rubbed his eyes, turned over and curled up in Fu Yiran's arms, grabbed his neck and kissed his chin.

Fu Yiran just hugged her tighter and didn't do anything.

The sky was just dawning.

Fu Yiran pulled Fu Siqing, who didn't wake up, got up, helped her get dressed, and directly hugged her and stuffed it into the car.

"What are you doing?" Fu Siqing wore his loose suit, and went out without washing his face or makeup.

"You'll know when you get there. Fu Yiran didn't care whether she cooperated or not, and started the car directly.

"Fu Yiran, you don't want to take me to see the sunrise, do you?" Going out so early, Fu Siqing really couldn't think of where to go?

"Look at this sunrise, do you still need to run out to see it?"

Indeed, the sun is already slowly rising.

The car stopped at a store with a sign in front of the store that read TATTOO.

The shop is not in a noisy street, but at the foot of a quiet mountain.

Fu Yiran took her hand, pushed open the small wooden door, and walked straight to the store.

"Fu Yiran, what are you doing here?" Fu Siqing suddenly felt a little scared.

"Take you to feel the love and the pain. ”

The owner of the shop is a master, forty or fifty years old, male.

"What do you want to tattoo?"

"Boss, I want to ask, where is the most painful tattoo?" Fu Yiran asked very seriously.

"Chest, waist, leg joints, back ankles. ”

"Then get a tattoo on your chest!"

Fu Siqing pulled his arm and wanted to pull him away, "Fu Yiran, are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy, not only do I want tattoos, but you want tattoos too!"

"What do you want to tattoo?"

"I'm sorry boss, we haven't thought about it yet, I'm sorry to disturb it!" Fu Siqing smiled and pulled Fu Yiran out hard.

But he was determined to get a tattoo and didn't move.

"Girl, are you afraid of pain?" A woman came out of the back room, her hair was coiled, and there were a few more wrinkles on her face, but she did not hide her charm at all.

"Well, we haven't figured it out yet. ”

The woman took a picture album full of tattooed mementos left by couples and couples who had tattooed here. "You can refer to it. ”

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