Chapter 81: Drink your saliva

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The two sat facing each other, Shi Yang consciously picked the coriander and green onion in Zhao Meimei's bowl into his bowl, and threw a few pieces of braised beef piled up in his bowl into Zhao Meimei's bowl.

Zhao Meimei was especially able to eat when she was growing her body, she had a bowl full of beef noodles and drank soup with a bowl.

In the past year, Zhao Meimei has not eaten less, nor has she grown less, the two walked side by side on the street, and when Shi Yang put her shoulder on her shoulder, she suddenly found that Zhao Meimei had unconsciously grown into a thin and tall person, and she looked not much different from some short female classmates in their school.

Shi Yang looked at it, his eyes softened, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be rippling with water, and the thoughts that he didn't have time to experience yesterday completely rushed out at this time.

Shi Yang woke up first in the morning, and when he opened his eyes, Zhao Meimei was still asleep.

She hugged Shi Yang like a koala, her little face was red from sleep, her small mouth was smashed twice from time to time, her teeth grinding, farting, and all kinds of foreign appearances appeared in the morning.

Shi Yang couldn't help laughing at first, his chest shook with joy, like beating a drum, he smiled and smiled, his eyes fell on Zhao Meimei's narrow eyebrows, along the bridge of her small nose that slowly began to bulge, to her lips that unconsciously pursed slightly, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

The little girl who chased after his ass and called her brother back then had grown so big in the blink of an eye, and the feeling that my family had a woman who had just grown up, so he couldn't help but hold Zhao Meimei's face, like a rare big baby, and kissed her forehead.

Half an hour after Shi Yang woke up, he stared at Zhao Meimei's sleeping face motionlessly, thinking about all the things that the two of them had done since they were children, no matter how big or small, just taking out a random thing could easily touch his heart, making him have endless aftertastes, happiness and touching.

In winter, the northern air was dry and cold, Shi Yang took Zhao Meimei's hand, put it into his down jacket pocket together like when he was a child, and the two walked slowly along the street.

Shi Yang took Zhao Meimei to two more famous scenic spots in the provincial capital, the two played for a day, bought a bunch of food to play, Zhao Meimei laughed from morning to night, the corners of her eyes were pressed out of fine lines, and she felt that the happiness of the whole year had been accumulated and used together today.

Before returning to the hotel, Shi Yang led Zhao Meimei into a cake shop with a big brand.

Zhao Meimei happened to be a little hungry, so she consciously went to the bread area to hang around, and chose a meat floss and a chocolate cream bread.

After she made her choice, Shi Yang put his arm around her shoulders and leaned over to the cake area, pointed to the beautiful and attractive birthday cake in the glass cabinet, and asked, "Which one do you like?" ā€

Zhao Meimei turned her head and looked at her brother in surprise, a pair of bright eyes flashed with surprise under the soft light: "Brother, you want to buy me a cake?" ā€

Shi Yang gave her a faint smile: "I didn't go back to accompany you on your birthday this year, so I made up for you tonight." ā€

Zhao Meimei's heart trembled excitedly, her face did not tremble, and she held on: "Thank you, brother." ā€

Shi Yang stretched out his hand and rubbed it on top of her head: "Choose, pick the favorite." ā€

Zhao Meimei stretched her neck to look around one by one, and picked a cake sprinkled with white chocolate chips and neatly stacked with a layer of fresh strawberries on top.

Shi Yang carried the cake and took Zhao Meimei back to the hotel by taxi, and the two made the cake on the bed.

Shi Yang planted the candle and lit it with the lighter provided by the hotel, and sang a birthday song to Zhao Meimei with a smile and made a wish.

Zhao Meimei clenched her hands into fists against her chin, seriously made a wish in her heart, and when she blew out the candle and raised her head, she looked at her brother Yangyang, the two looked at each other and smiled, and their hearts were overflowing with warm happiness and joy at the same time.

When he went to bed at night, Shi Yang lowered his head and asked Zhao Meimei: "How many wishes did you make just now?" ā€

Zhao Meimei hehele stretched out three fingers.

Shi Yang grinned.

Zhao Meimei's wishes have always been three or four, a year is so long, naturally there will be many wishes, if one is not realized, there can be two alternates, Zhao Meimei has always thought so, and she has done so.

Shi Yang didn't ask Zhao Meimei what wishes she had, the so-called wishes were buried in her heart as an expectation, and it would not work if she said it.

Zhao Meimei pursed her lips and secretly laughed, and she silently recalled the three wishes she made in her heart:

1. I hope Brother Yangyang doesn't find me a sister-in-law.

2. Ibid.

3. Same as above.

Early the next morning, Shi Yang called the customer and made an appointment, not worrying that Zhao Meimei was alone in the hotel, so he simply took her and went out to run errands together.

When he arrived at the agreed coffee shop, Shi Yang ordered a glass of juice for Zhao Meimei, asked for two nuts, and asked her to sit and wait while eating, while he sat on the table diagonally opposite the customer and waited for the customer to check out the goods and collect the money.

Shi Yang sat side by side with the customer, the two faced the computer, Shi Yang explained carefully, and the customer nodded in agreement from time to time.

Zhao Meimei watched from afar, her eyes glued to her Yangyang brother's face, staring stupidly.

When Shi Yang spoke, his lips did not open and close very much, and when he encountered something interesting, he only grinned slightly.

He looks straight and formal in a business-casual suit, with handsome eyebrows and flying eyes, and his expression and gestures are attractive and infectious.

Zhao Meimei held her chin and looked at it with her mouth half open, feeling that the Yangyang brother in front of her was handsome and unfamiliar, completely different from the person who sang her birthday song last night and played with her under the quilt.

Zhao Meimei smacked her lips and silently sighed in her heart, she was so handsome.

Zhao Meimei was rarely well-behaved and sensible, sitting quietly in her place, after eating nuts and drinking two sips of juice, she turned her head and stared at her brother quietly and indulgently, feeling that even if she kept watching it like this, she would not feel bored.

Shi Yang talked and communicated with the customer for more than an hour, and the customer put away the computer with satisfaction, handed Shi Yang a thick envelope, shook hands with him, and said goodbye with a smile.

Shi Yang put the envelope into his purse, got up to send it off, and when he walked past Zhao Meimei, he took advantage of the customer's walk in front, secretly pinched her face quickly, and said silently: Wait for me.

Zhao Meimei nodded in agreement, turning her head to look at her brother's back.

When Shi Yang walks, his posture is straight, his slacks are tight on his hips, and his thighs are strong and slender, which is very good-looking.

Zhao Meimei followed her brother from the door with a pair of eyes and walked back.

Shi Yang sat down opposite Zhao Meimei, directly took the small half cup of juice she drank and took a sip, smashed his mouth, frowned, and glared at Zhao Meimei: "Why is it so sudden?" Are you spitting bubbles into it again? ā€

Zhao Meimei: Hey, hey.

Shi Yang complained: "It's really dirty, and I drank your saliva." After complaining, I didn't really dislike it, and continued to drink the remaining two sips.