The timing was a little weird, and it was just the time for lunch.

Because of the rain, the sky was overcast; A gray mist shrouded the earth.

When Song Anyang was sent back to the palace by Lan Cheng, he casually asked Lan Cheng if he had eaten.

After that, I chatted with Lan Cheng for a few words.

Lan Cheng and Song Anyang went upstairs for lunch together.

So Lan Cheng sent people away and sent them home.

Lan Cheng was a guest, and after arriving at Song Anyang's house, he sat in the house and read magazines; Song Anyang felt that the atmosphere was very embarrassing, so he turned on the TV and politely called Lan Cheng to watch.

Lan Cheng saw Song Anyang shouting at him to watch TV, his eyes moved slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Song Anyang, who was originally slightly calm, but suddenly seemed to be in turmoil, and he didn't hold back his thoughts for a while, and reached out to shake the woman's hand.

The soft and soft touch made him stunned at first, and the strength in his hand became tighter and tighter, and after a while, he hurriedly withdrew his hand and only took away the remote control in Song Anyang's hand.

"I'll change the channel."

After that, Lan Cheng randomly changed his social channel to watch.

The appearance is serious and serious, calm and natural.

Song Anyang was stunned because of Lan Cheng's action of shaking her hand, and remembered some impressions of her not very good on Lan Cheng.

Lan Cheng is a well-known playboy, and he usually looks at everyone with a smile in his eyes, just because he is already attentive, how he deserves to be in the eyes of others.

If one day he looks at people's eyes, showing that sincere emotion from the romance, it will only make people feel weird.

Lan Cheng seemed a little overwhelmed and nervous.

After finishing cooking, Song Anyang shouted to Lan Cheng to eat, and he felt that the situation was getting more and more weird.

regretted calling people to eat, and even regretted not letting Lan Cheng leave in the later period, and when the thoughts of chaos were mixed together, it became Song Anyang's state of mind at this time.

Lan Cheng was not polite at all, when he sat down to eat, his appetite seemed to be excellent, and he ate two bowls with his head down, and when it came to the third bowl.

Only then did he mention: "I didn't expect Anyang's craftsmanship to be so good, and the person who married you is really happy." With that, Lan Cheng stretched out his hand to pick up the vegetables, and his eyes kept wandering on the woman.

Hearing Lan Cheng's praise, Song Anyang's face was stunned, and she looked down at the dishes on the table, in terms of color and taste, what she made was not as good as Pei Yue.

But Pei Yue has never praised her for cooking deliciously, of course, her cooking skills are not good, Pei Yue has never praised her, and she should be.

His thoughts wandered for a while, and when he got back, Song Yang changed the topic and asked, "By the way, when is your wedding?" With that, Song Anyang looked at Lan Cheng and waited for the man to reply.

Lan Cheng stopped eating because Song Anyang suddenly asked him about his marriage, and looked at the woman sitting opposite, his eyes became gloomy.

In the end, he only replied with a faint smile: "If nothing happens, next month, an invitation will be sent at that time." ”

The words fell, and Lan Cheng continued to eat.

The conversation between the two ends here.

Lan Cheng had eaten, didn't stay long, and didn't dare to do anything in the palace.

If you want to be alone, you just want to; But they won't do anything out of the ordinary.

Lan Cheng left, and Song Anyang went to collect the dishes and chopsticks, turned out the ingredients he bought in the supermarket before, and started to make cakes.

Now that science and technology are developed, kitchen utensils are mostly computer-controlled, so Song Anyang's first time making cakes is considered a very successful one.

After making the cake, Song Anyang originally wanted to write the man's name on it, but when he was about to write, he temporarily changed the words he wanted to write.

Changed to another typesetting.

The time was five o'clock, the cake plus a few side dishes, and when it was almost six o'clock, Song Anyang turned out several sets of uniforms that Xiaoyang had given her and prepared a special gift.

I went to call the man.

After the man received a call from the woman, he said that there was a meal, and he couldn't push it away, so he asked the woman to rest first.

When the woman heard the man say this, her face sank, and she wanted to say something more, but she was dumbfounded, stammering and not knowing where to speak.

She made a cake and prepared a gift, but the man couldn't get out of it and told her to rest first.

This feeling makes the woman a little resentful.

He put down his phone, sighed, and threw himself on the table.

I feel very depressed, and I don't have any appetite.

The woman lay on her stomach at the table for a long time, then she got up, returned to the bedroom in a daze, and planted her head on the bed.

I wanted to close my eyes and sleep well, but because my mind was clear, I was shallow sleepy.

After turning over a few times, the woman suddenly rolled up from the bed and took out her previous uniform.

She originally thought that when the man had eaten the cake, she would change her clothes and surprise the man.

But now the man is busy, and he doesn't have time to pay attention to her.

Somehow, the woman had a hot brain, so she changed into a maid outfit.

The fit is quite fitting, black and white lace, too girly.

The woman, who had finished changing her clothes, stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself, suddenly thinking of what a man's expression would be when he saw her wearing such clothes.

But after thinking about it, Song Anyang had to tell himself that Pei Yue was busy and had no time to pay attention to her for the time being.

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic, and Song Anyang was about to take off his clothes.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside the house.

Without much hesitation, he immediately ran out.

There was no one before, Song Anyang changed into a maid costume to look at herself, and she didn't feel anything, this will make Pei Yue come back suddenly, and when the woman faced the man, she immediately blushed because of embarrassment.

When the man saw the woman change into strange clothes, his eyes were slightly stunned, he frowned slightly, and his originally calm and natural complexion slowly raised a smile.

Where the woman was still standing in a daze, the man walked over and reached out to take the woman into his arms.

Without saying anything, he lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips; The hands holding the woman gradually tightened.

Although a man doesn't like birthdays, it doesn't mean that he doesn't remember his anger, and he can guess what Song Anyang might do.

So at this time, he was sure that the woman was dressed like this to give him a birthday present.

He liked this gift very much.

The man lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips, alternating breaths with each other.

The woman is constantly struggling and resisting.

It is not until the man has kissed enough that the man leaves between the woman's lips, giving her a chance to breathe and speak.

After taking a smooth breath, the woman blushed and asked in the man's arms, "Didn't you say you wouldn't come back?" ”

The man said he couldn't come back, she was still very depressed before.

Hearing this, the man's eyebrows raised slightly, his lips moved, and he suddenly picked up the woman, lifted her off the ground, and went to the bedroom.

The woman put her hand around the man's neck, stared at him, and continued: "If you have something to do, go back first, I am not a child, I can stay at home alone." ”

What a woman means is that she doesn't want to get in the way of a man's work.

The man paused slightly because of the woman's words, and replied with a light smile: "Let's make a child first." At this time, the man desperately wants to take off the woman's clothes............

The night was dark, there was no starlight, and the fog was so misty that the sky seemed to be so black that it was difficult to see the five fingers.

Suddenly, the lights in the house suddenly turned on, and the figures in the room gradually became clearer.

Song Anyang touched his clothes, turned over and got out of bed, and after getting dressed, he urged Pei Yue to get up too.

The two got up one after the other, and Song Anyang led the man to see the cake she made, although it was very ordinary.

But there are two words on it, which make the man quite satisfied.

Husband.

The man sat down slowly, stretched out his hand and pulled the woman to sit on his lap, intending to feed the woman some cake, but suddenly hesitated to say, "Call the name on the cake." ”

I am used to calling names, and men can't remember the last time a woman called her husband.

It seems that he forced her to shout.

When the woman heard the man's reminder, her eyes were slightly stunned, looking at the man's rather serious expression, she grinned and shouted, "Husband." ”

The woman's voice was glutinous and sweet, and after shouting, she held the man in both hands.

"Wife."

After the woman finished shouting, the man echoed, and put his hands around the woman's waist, causing the woman to move up a little.

The woman looked at the man condescendingly, feeling a little wonderful, so she lowered her head and kissed the man's lips, and her smile sparkled.

The man raised his head and clasped the woman's head, deepening the kiss......

Pei Yue's birthday is rare like today, which makes him happy and satisfied.

The cake was only eaten in small pieces, and the taste was average, but the uniform was torn apart by the man.

When the woman woke up the next day, it was already three poles in the sun, she raised her hand to support her forehead, and her thoughts were a little messy.

There was a mess in the house.

Song Anyang cleaned up by himself, and as soon as he threw the sheets into the washing machine, he received a call from Lan Cheng.

Lan Cheng called, and he didn't beat around the bush, and directly mentioned that Song Anyang had promised to go and see Old Man Lan before.

actually promised others, Song Anyang didn't want to refuse, after pressing the cleaning button, he changed his clothes and prepared to go to the Lan family.

Lan Cheng was very active about this matter, and specially drove to the imperial mansion to pick up Song Yang.

The two chatted a few words on the road, and it didn't take long for them to arrive at Lan's house.

After getting out of the car, Lan Cheng led Song Anyang in.

Song Anyang came to the Blue House once, and his impression of this place is not shallow.

But when she came here this time, she felt that there was a solemn atmosphere here, not as relaxed as the last time she came.

When Lan Cheng led Song Anyang upstairs, he felt that the atmosphere was too quiet, so he opened his mouth to explain Old Man Lan's condition.

"The old man is allergic, and when he is old, his body can't bear such a severe allergy, if he is not rescued in time, he is afraid that he will die."

When Lan Cheng mentioned this, his face was extremely heavy, and it was really dangerous to recall the situation when the old man was allergic.

Song Anyang heard Lan Cheng say that Old Man Lan was allergic, his eyes were slightly stunned, although he felt that the words were a little familiar, but he didn't think deeply.

only politely replied: "Then the old man should pay attention to his body and don't touch things that are easy to allergies." It was a tactful and beautiful statement, but it seemed extremely distant and not intimate enough.

When Lan Cheng heard Song Anyang reply, his eyes shone slightly, and he didn't say anything more, and when he saw that he had arrived in front of the old man's bedroom, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door of the old man's bedroom open.

The door opened, and the situation in the room was unobstructed, and the old man Lan was half-lying.

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