Putting the gift box into the space, Fu Ling drank a large sip of spiritual spring water, and finally walked to the side of the bed and lay down.

This lay down until the beginning of the next day.

At the beginning of the child, there is half an hour, which is November 15, Feng Zhuo's birthday.

After sleeping for a day and a night, Fu Ling's face was a little ruddy, but he could still tell at a glance that something was wrong.

Afraid of the phoenix burning, after washing and changing clothes, he asked the maid in the house to send some rouge gouache and painted makeup.

After painting her makeup, Fu Ling stared at herself in the mirror.

When he saw the ornament on his head, Fu Ling got up, took off the white dress on his body, took out a red dress from the space and put it on, and then took off the ornament and replaced it with a hosta.

After changing, Fu Ling went out of the room and went to find Feng Zhuo.

It's already a child, and the courtyard is quiet, and even in the house, except for the patrolling guards, there is almost no one.

When Fu Ling arrived outside Feng Zhuo's room, there was no light in Feng Zhuo's room, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Fu Ling thought about it for a moment, but knocked on the door anyway.

After a while, the door to the room opened.

Feng Zhuo stood inside the door, Mo scattered behind him unrestrainedly, draped in a white robe, as if he had just gotten up from the bed.

When he saw Fu Ling, who was wearing makeup and a red dress outside the door, Feng Zhuo's eyes darkened a little.

When his eyes touched the hosta, Feng Zhuo's eyes were darker, and without waiting for Fu Ling to speak, he directly grabbed Fu Ling's hand and pulled it.

Fu Ling didn't prevent Feng Zhuo from suddenly making a move, and he was pulled like this, and he crashed directly into Feng Zhuo's arms.

The moment Fu Ling crashed into his arms, Feng Zhuo reached out and hugged Fu Ling tightly.

Fu Ling was a little puzzled, patted Feng Zhuo's shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Hairpins." Feng Zhuo's voice was a little hoarse.

When Fu Ling heard this, he smiled: "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." Feng Zhuo hugged Fu Ling tightly and said softly, "But you are the best-looking." ”

"I'm sure I'm good-looking." For Feng Zhuo's praise, Fu Ling can be said to be quite narcissistic.

Feng Zhuo laughed out loud when he heard this.

After a while, Feng Zhuo let go, and looked at Fu Ling with burning eyes: "Why did you come here so late?" ”

"It's your birthday in a little while." Fu Ling looked at Feng Zhuo and said with a smile: "I want to give you a gift as soon as your birthday comes." ”

"Two quarters of an hour to go." After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, he closed the door, and then led Fu Ling to the bedside.

After Feng Zhuo sat down, he held Fu Ling in his arms and chatted with Fu Ling.

But Whirling was keeping an eye on the time, a little absent-minded.

Feng Zhuo used this reason to kiss Fu Ling deeply.

This kiss is not strong, it is very gentle.

But the more you kiss, the more you don't want to separate.

Fortunately, Feng Zhuo was looking forward to the gift of the spirit and paid attention to the time, otherwise the non-pro-spirit spirit halo would not be able to pay attention to the time at all.

As the time came, neither Fu Ling nor Feng Zhuo spoke again.

In the middle of the day, Fu Ling took out the gift box from the space, looked at Feng Zhuo, and said with a smile: "Feng Zhuo, happy birthday." ”

Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling and didn't move.

The peach blossom eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and the light in the eyes flickered, like stars falling in, smart and bright, and beautiful did not seem to speak.

But at this time, what attracted Feng Zhuo more than those eyes was the red lips that were glowing with water and being sucked.

Feng Zhuo looked at the lip flap, his gaze was much deeper, and then he looked away restrainedly, reached out and took the box in Fu Ling's hand, and met Fu Ling's forehead: "Ah Ling, I'm very happy." ”

"Birth doesn't matter to me, because of you, I look forward to it."

"I understand." Fu Ling leaned over and took the initiative to kiss Feng Zhuo's lips: "I will always be by your side." ”