He once said that he moved to Sanssouci Valley at the age of five, and when he was four years old, he lost his mother......

Could it be that he has a hard time?

Changting's mind was instantly filled with all kinds of speculations. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no doubt that his family is a big family, and the amount of information in it is too great to be able to foster a five-year-old son to his stepfather, and only come back to live in the autumn and New Year every year.

His father has many women, and Zhan Ling is already the eighth in line, presumably, the brothers and sisters must be at least double digits.

Seeking to seize family property, wives and concubines to compete for favor......

He won't be in this family, always unappreciated, or ostracized, right?

"What are you thinking?" Hua Muhan shook Chang Ting's hand back.

Changting came back to his senses and smiled to hide his pity and injustice, "I'm thinking, what birthday gift should I give you." ”

Hua Muhan cocked the thumb of his left hand, "Doesn't this count?" ”

Chang Ting shook his head into a rattle, "Of course not, I didn't know what your birthday was before, so I had to send a new one!" ”

Hua Muhan clenched her hand, "It's okay to send it, but don't go out alone." ”

Chang Ting nodded heavily, "You're scared me to death, where do I dare to provoke you a second time." So when will you be able to come here again? I'm going to cook longevity noodles for you myself. ”

Hua Muhan's eyes seemed to show a hint of pampering, "I'll come tomorrow night." ”

"Isn't tomorrow your birthday? How can you not be at home? ”

"Tomorrow night, there will be a banquet for relatives and friends at home, you wait for me, and when the banquet is over, I will come to eat noodles, it shouldn't be too late."

Changting nodded happily, "Then you have to remember to eat only seven points full, otherwise the longevity noodles will all be in my stomach." ”

Hua Muhan couldn't help but glance at her, "Tonight, did you eat a lot on the street?" ”

Chang Ting smiled and stuck out his tongue, "I haven't eaten much, does it take a lot of physical strength to walk from Xicheng to Dongcheng." ”

"Sit here with me for a while, and then go back to sleep and save food." Hua Muhan leaned on the trunk and looked up at the moon.

In the bamboo forest on one side, Xiao Feibai drooped his head and walked towards the room alone......

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The next day, before dawn, Changting got up.

She mysteriously tinkered in the room for a long time, and when she sent away Hua Muhan and Chenyan, she rushed into the room again, and she was so busy that she didn't even eat lunch.

Because it was Hua Muhan's birthday, she thought that Zhan Ling would not come, but in the afternoon, he still came in a hurry.

Before he could open his mouth to criticize the events of last night, Chang Ting took out the gift for him.

Zhan Ling looked at the fan, and all the words that came to his mouth were completely forgotten.

Although the fan is not worth much, as soon as he looks at the fan, he knows that it was carefully selected by Changting, and it must have taken a lot of thought, and Zhan Ling couldn't put it down.

Later, he briefly admonished her, and then hurried away with a fan.

In the evening, Changting waited patiently for Hua Muhan to come in the room, and when it was halfway through, she went to the kitchen to get busy.

But it wasn't until the time of the child that Hua Muhan arrived with dust and smoke.

Pushing open the door and looking at the person who was asleep on the table, Hua Muhan gestured to the dust.

After helping him untie his cloak lightly, he walked to the table and sat down, looking at the bowl of Shou noodles that had cooled away.

He glanced at Changting apologetically, reached out and brought the bowl of noodles to him, and picked up the chopsticks on it.

"Master!" Dusty whispered to stop and moved to the table, revealing a silver needle in his hand.

Hua Muhan waved his hand at him, "You go to sleep." ”

Chenyan hesitantly glanced at Chang Ting, who was lying on the table, put away the silver needle, and retreated.

In her sleepy eyes, she looked up and saw the man opposite who was eating noodles with his head down.

"Woke you up?" Hua Muhan raised his eyes and glanced at her and smiled gently.

Changting's confused brain finally came to his senses, and the next moment he went to stop him, "Don't eat it, the noodles are all lumpy, I'll cook it for you again." ”

"No, I'm almost done." Hua Muhan said and took another big bite.

Chang Ting looked at his mouthful after mouthful, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, "How did you gobble it up, isn't there a banquet?" ”

"I only drank a little bit of wine and didn't eat."

Changting frowned distressedly, "How can you drink on an empty stomach, and the dust and smoke will not stop you." ”

Hua Muhan didn't answer her words, and ate noodles by herself.

"Is it delicious?" Changting knew that his cooking level was limited, but looking at Hua Muhan's eating appearance, he really wondered if his cooking skills had improved greatly.

Hua Muhan raised his eyes and glanced at her, picked up a few noodles, and brought them to her lips, "Taste it yourself." ”

Chang Ting's heart jumped.

It seems that he really doesn't treat himself as an outsider anymore.

He has a habit of cleanliness, and every time he eats, his dishes and chopsticks are separate.

And now, he feeds himself with noodles with his chopsticks.

Changting hesitated slightly, tilted his head, opened his mouth to take the noodles from below, and sucked hard, and the noodles slipped into his mouth.

Hua Muhan smiled and glanced at her, and continued to bow his head to eat noodles.

The noodles had already been cold, and they were really not delicious, and Changting felt a little sorry.

"Give me another bite." She wanted to take some of the burden off his shoulders.

Hua Muhan didn't look at her, picked up the bowl, and took the remaining noodles into her mouth in three or two clicks.

Chang Ting couldn't help grinning, and said with disgust: "You have to pay attention, in the past, you ate more elegantly than me, but now, I am more elegant than you." ”

Hua Muhan put down the dishes and chopsticks and stretched out his left hand to pour water.

"Why are you still wearing it?" Chang Ting noticed the ring on his thumb, "I said, you don't have to force yourself. You didn't even take it off when you went to the feast tonight, did you? No one laughs at you? ”

Hua Muhan lowered his head and drank his saliva, ignoring her words, "Take it out." ”

"What......" Chang Ting was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and patted his head, and ran towards the desk, "I forgot about the business!" ”

Seeing her coming over with a stack of papers, Hua Muhan put down the water bowl in his hand, "Bought a stack of papers for me?" ”

Chang Ting held the stack of papers in both hands and stood in front of him solemnly, "This is a cartoon drawn by me, for you as a birthday gift, may you stay young and smile forever." ”

"Slow drawing? How slow is the drawing? Hua Muhan stretched out his hand and took it.

Changting was choked by his words and almost vomited blood, and nodded helplessly, "I have been busy from morning to night, and I have painted these, isn't it as slow as possible." ”

Hua Muhan stared at the first picture, looking at the image characters sketched with a few simple strokes, and his expression became extremely strange.

"How? Did I draw a Coke? "Changting is anxious to be evaluated.