"There are so many things, there is always a favorite." Ling Chen said without giving up.

"I like it all." Jiang Huan shrugged his shoulders and made an innocent appearance. That is, he looked at him with fox-like eyes. "Lord, you are so good, what are you asking me for?"

"Uh... This one. For the first time, Ling Chen felt that Jiang Huan was very thoughtful, and it was a bad thing not to be perfunctory. He held his breath on it, and he couldn't get out and couldn't speak, let alone feel more aggrieved.

"This, this what?" Jiang Huan looked at him for a long time, as if he was waiting for Ling Chen to come up with a reason.

"Oh, let's be honest, I heard Mu Ling say that it will be your birthday in a few days, so I'll ask him to ask you what your birthday is. If it's about the same, the two of us will live together. ”

Ling Chen was not a master who was good at hiding, and when Jiang Huan was so provoked, he immediately said it three times and divided five by two.

"Birthday? In a few days? How did I not know? Jiang Huan had three black lines on his forehead, and he looked at Ling Chen so directly, which made Ling Chen shiver inexplicably, and in an instant, his idea of being ready to tell someone that as long as he was willing to take off his mask and talk to him, disappeared without a trace.

This guy is so terrifying to stare at people with a mask, isn't it even more terrifying to stare at people without a mask?

Even if he doesn't stare at people, that mask has been with Jiang Huan for a long time, and he shouldn't take it off easily. After all, he was injured on his face and exposed people's scars, which was not a gentleman's doing.

Ling Chen's idea, if Jiang Huan knew about it, he would probably laugh at him for being naïve in his heart.

That mask was his shield, the last line of defense in his heart, and a scar. If you take the initiative, it's fine, if you don't take the initiative, it's in vain.

Ling Chen is not a person who likes to be strong, Jiang Huan refuses, he will also dispel his thoughts.

"You are busy with political affairs every day, how can you know when your birthday is?" Ling Chen touched him with his elbow, "By the way, when you say that, do you remember the time of your birthday?" ”

I'm speechless.

The corners of Jiang Huan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't explain it if he wanted to explain, so he could only look at him speechlessly. It took him half a moment to regain his senses.

"Probably... I think about it. ”

"I remember." Jiang Huan didn't lie, but said truthfully, "July 14th birthday." ”

Sure enough, it was July 14th.

First impressions.

As for second impressions...

, July 14, it's a day younger than me, it's really a coincidence.

And Jiang Huan at this moment didn't know what Ling Chen was thinking at all, so his face changed back and forth. I can't see joy clearly, I can't see anger clearly. He waved his hand at Ling Chen, and he was puzzled.

"Lord, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Ling Chen smiled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Gu's birthday is one day earlier than yours, and your birthday is a little later than Gu's." Speaking of which, it's all fate at work. How about we spend time together? ”

"Celebrate your birthday together?" Jiang Huan said, "Are you sure, Lord?!" ”

If Jiang Huan is still the regent of Qi Kingdom, and he celebrates his birthday with Ling Chen, it is nothing wrong. After all, the identity is there, and the regent has lived with the monarch of a small country, which will only make people feel that the regent has a good heart, and no one will say anything.

It's just that he's not a regent now. And Ling Chen is still the monarch of the Yue Kingdom. Celebrating his birthday with the monarch will not only fail to achieve the previous effect, but will also be put on the name of bewitching and seducing the lord and so on.

"Sure." Ling Chen and Jiang Huan are close friends, and what Jiang Huan thinks in his heart, he can also guess seven or eight points.

"Lone means that when Lone's birthday is over, come to your house again, why don't you celebrate your birthday again."

"You mean twice?" Jiang Huan raised his eyes, and there was a dim and unknown light in his eyes.

"Yes." Ling Chen said, "Ah Huan, no problem. ”

"I don't have any problems, the Lord likes it." Jiang Huan agreed.

Seeing Jiang Huan agree, a smile appeared on Ling Chen's face.

An Taifu Mansion.

Den.

Bei Ke and An Xian stayed in the study to read. Of course, it is more appropriate to read this book than to say that husband and wife are flirtatious.

Beke sat on An Xian's lap and listened to An Xian read the things in the book to her word by word.

The corners of Beck's mouth twitched, and a trace of disgust crossed her lips. But it was only for a moment, and it quickly returned to normal, and then returned to the appearance of Yan Yanyan.

She teased Ahn Hyun's hair with her fingers, and her tone was intimate.

"Adults love concubines so much, concubines don't know how to repay them."

"You just have to serve me well." An Xian was played with by her hair, and she was not annoyed in her heart, but grabbed her hand and continued to read it.

After reading for a while, Beke's eyelids began to fight, and he actually lay on An Xian's shoulder and snored.

It looked like he was asleep.

"Kerr, Kerr." An Xian saw that the person lying on his shoulder was groggy, and the corners of his mouth hooked a hint of playful arc. He touched the man with his hand to make sure that she was sleeping soundly and would not wake up for a while, so he pulled down his face and said to the door, "Someone!" ”

Soon, several men dressed in black walked in, all of them with calm faces, and tacitly bowed towards An Xian.

"What do you command?"

"When the fifth aunt left the study, did she bring anything out that she shouldn't have brought with her?" At this moment, An Xian has long since lost the drunken dream of dying with a beauty in his arms.

With a cold face, he questioned a few men in black. Several people looked at each other, and then one of them was bold and glanced at Beke who was pillowed on An Xian's shoulder.

Seeing that person like this, An Xian didn't have to think about it to know what was going on.

He snorted coldly in his heart, but his face was as usual, calm and not half a wave.

"The fifth aunt is asleep, and she won't wake up for a while, just say it directly."

"Yes." Several people lowered their eyes and said, "If you go back to your lordship, the fifth aunt didn't bring anything with her when she went out, and there was nothing wrong with her in the room." ”

"Got it." An Xian beckoned impatiently, "You guys go down." ”

"Yes." As he spoke, the man in black left without looking back. What they didn't know was that while they were, Beko opened his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and they closed quickly.

"Ke'er, do you really plan to live a good life with me?" An Xian muttered to himself.

An Xian is a thoughtful and attentive person, often out of the Qinglou, and has also had relationships with many women. Even, as long as he hooked his hand, a lot of people were sent over. When the old lady was still alive, there were not a few women in the mansion, but now that they are gone, there are more people, but they have feelings for Bei Ke that they shouldn't have.

This matter is nothing for an ordinary person, but for those with the highest peak of power, it is troublesome.

(End of chapter)