His gaze swept over the bouquet and landed on the two jade-white feet with high heels, Tang Moshen's pupils narrowed.

"Cloud light?"

Pei Yun lowered the bouquet in his hand lightly, looking surprised.

"You can recognize me as this?!"

The woman who dared to ring his doorbell like this in the middle of the night, who else was there?

Seeing the girl's familiar little face, Tang Moshen's face instantly turned cloudy.

"Why are you here?"

"Didn't I tell you, I'm going to celebrate with a handsome guy!"

Stuffing the flower into his arms, Pei Yun lightly picked up the paper bag containing the wine on the ground and raised the corners of his lips playfully at him.

"By the way, what day is it today, what kind of special day is it, Mr. Minister?"

Sure enough, he is getting more and more bold, obviously he is here to celebrate his birthday, and he dares to tease him on the phone?

Taking a step forward, Tang Moshen only used one arm to pick her up with people and things.

Kicking her to the door, he stepped forward and placed her on the foyer cabinet.

"Little bastard, what day do you mean?"

"I really don't know!" Pei Yunqing continued to pretend to be stupid, "I think about it, yesterday on the 24th, today on the 25th, on the 25th...... Why do you feel so familiar? ”

Tang Moshen didn't speak, just quietly watched her continue to act, the corners of her lips and eyes slowly curved upward.

The man lowered his head and approached her face little by little.

The eyes are facing each other.

Pei Yun chuckled.

"I remember, someone said...... Birthdays are childish and boring. ”

This is the first year she first arrived at the Tang Palace, and what he said when she celebrated his birthday.

She remembers.

"I also remember someone saying that a person's birthday is very important, because all holidays are everyone's festivals, and only birthdays are one's holidays!"

These were the exact words she had in response to him.

He also remembers.

Looking at each other, the two of them raised the corners of their lips at the same time.

Putting the bouquet aside, Tang Moshen raised his hand and stroked her cold little face.

"I'm glad you came!"

Pei Yun curled the corners of his lips slightly.

"Tang Moshen, happy birthday!"

The man didn't speak, just lowered his head and kissed her softly on the lips.

It doesn't matter if she can't celebrate his birthday, it doesn't matter if she comes to accompany him or not......

This girl was thinking about him in her heart, which moved him even more.

Loving someone and being loved by them at the same time is true happiness!

Lowering his long eyelashes, Pei Yun raised his chin slightly, enjoying his kiss.

Sensing his exploration, she opened the door and let him in like a warm guest, greeting and responding......

Everything, natural and sweet.

After the small farewell, the warmth of the other party's skin and temperature is really felt, and that kind of possession and love is more real.

The man's kiss intensified unconsciously, and his palm stroked her cheek, and the soft ear porch burrowed into her hair and pressed against the back of her head.

The other hand lifted up from the table, searching for the familiar softness and contours......

He reached over, but he felt a hard, cold foreign object.

Tang Moshen let go of her, looked at her arm suspiciously, and recognized that it was a red bottle, but he couldn't cry or laugh.

"What are you doing with a bottle of wine?"

"Of course it's for your birthday!" Pei Yun raised his arms to him lightly, with a smug expression, "Not only red wine, but also cakes and candles...... And my own mysterious gift! ”

A mystery gift?

"What is it?"

The man asked curiously.

"What's the hurry?" She jumped off the table with a smile, "It's not time to give gifts yet!" ”