I, Mo's feelings, so Mo's addition, but there is a Mid-Autumn Festival 2,000-word small theater.

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Mid-Autumn Festival Small Theater.

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On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the employees of Xuantian Office got a box of their favorite flavored mooncakes.

Xia Minglang got the flavor of bean paste, and Hua Erqiao got the flavor of egg yolk lotus paste. He Tianshou said that he was not interested in moon cakes, so he just sent them casually, so he got the mixed flavor, and Li Jinghong got the cloud leg flavor.

And Xu Fengchun ......

Everyone didn't see the moon cake box that belonged to him, Xia Minglang pretended to be a big brother and patted his little brain, and comforted: "Don't worry, Mr. must have forgotten to buy it for you." ”

Xu Fengchun bit his lip all of a sudden, and sat there aggrieved, with nothing to love.

"Will you speak, get out of the way, Chunchun, eat me." Hua Erqiao pushed Xia Minglang away and contributed his moon cakes.

Li Jinghong nibbled on the moon cakes, stared at Xu Fengchun with a blink, and smiled with satisfaction after solving a piece of moon cakes, "It's delicious, Chunchun, you don't have moon cakes, it's so pitiful, it must be the reason why the socks you wore today are long and short, so you don't have them." ”

Xu Fengchun: "......" a group of devils.

He didn't know why during the Mid-Autumn Festival today, everyone woke up early in the morning and received mooncakes, but he didn't.

Everyone was very happy eating moon cakes, Xu Fengchun didn't see Lin Xingmu, he sat on the sofa very aggrieved, and he didn't eat the moon cakes handed to him.

In the end, he guessed for the third time that the reason why he couldn't get mooncakes was because he rushed out of the villa after lifting his socks high and low, went to the supermarket to buy a lot of ingredients and came back, and then made a mess in the kitchen with the practice of mooncakes.

Mr. didn't give it to him, he gave it to Mr.

Outcome...... The kitchen almost exploded because he was too anxious, and he destroyed all the mooncakes that could have made dozens of mooncakes, and finally only made three mooncakes like dots.

Xu Fengchun packed it with tears in his eyes, because it was already dark, and he just wanted to ask where his husband had gone, when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Lin Xingmu turned his wheelchair and walked in, followed by the big man, each holding a box of mooncakes in their hands that was the same as the one Xia Minglang and the four of them got

Lin Xingmu's gaze instantly fell on the three already packaged moon cakes in Xu Fengchun's hands, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You made your own moon cakes?" ”

"No, it's not ......" Xu Fengchun disliked what he had done too ugly, hid behind his back, and blushed and didn't know what to say.

"Take it." Lin Xingmu handed the moon cake in his hand to Xu Fengchun, and looked at Xu Fengchun with gentle eyebrows: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"Huh? Me, my? Thank you, thank you, sir, and happy Mid-Autumn Festival. After getting the moon cakes and getting a gentle blessing, Xu Fengchun was full of surprise, and some people took the box of moon cakes in disbelief, and he was extremely excited.

He has moon cakes, he has moon cakes, and they were given to him by the gentleman himself! Sir has not forgotten him!

"Hmm." Lin Xingmu nodded lightly, and prepared to go back to the room after Xu Fengchun took the moon cakes.

Xu Fengchun tangled up and handed out the moon cakes he made, and stammered: "...... first Mr...... I, I don't know what flavors of mooncakes you like to eat, so I made three flavors of mooncakes, if you don't like it, sir......"

"I don't dislike it." As soon as he took it out, before he could finish speaking, Lin Xingmu took it, as if he had been waiting for him to take out the moon cakes, "I like it very much, thank you." ”

"Ah, oh, good."

Xu Fengchun watched Lin Xingmu go back to the room with the moon cakes he made, and suddenly felt that it was still useful for him to toss for a day, and he was extremely comforted in his heart.

"Sir, it's unfair, I don't accept it! I also want my husband to deliver it himself! I also want my husband to say happy Mid-Autumn Festival to me. Xia Minglang cried and bit Hua Erqiao's handkerchief.

Xu Fengchun couldn't help but smile, sat on the sofa and opened the moon cake box, originally wanting to see what kind of flavor he had, but his eyes stopped on the shape of the moon cake.

Heart-shaped ......

"Ahh Why am I square and you are heart-shaped! Mr. eccentric! Whoa! I want love too! Xia Minglang jumped up at once and rushed into Lin Xingmu's room.

Hua Erqiao came over and snorted thoughtfully, but did not speak, but Xu Fengchun's face became hot violently.

"I'm round, Jinghong is also round, and the thin man and Erqiao and the ears are square. In spring, why is your shape so special? It looks like the same brand as us, how does it ...... shape" The big man couldn't figure it out, and muttered: "Is it specially customized by Mr.?" ”

Xu Fengchun's heart jumped violently, as if there were 100,000 deer hiding in a chaotic collision.

"No, no, no, sir, I was wrong, I didn't dare to steal it, no, no, no, I don't want to...... Yes! Flowey save me! ”

Several people were still thinking about how Xu Fengchun's moon cakes were so unique, and there was a wail in Lin Xingmu's room, and then Xia Minglang ran out crying bitterly, and wanted to hide behind Hua Erqiao, but was kicked away by Hua Erqiao in disgust.

"Thin man, thin man save me, I ate a bite of the moon cake sent to Mr. every spring, and Mr. asked me to sleep with a thousand-year-old male ghost for one night. I don't want it! I don't want it! Xia Minglang frantically drilled into He Tianshou's arms, and his tearful appearance was really miserable.

He Tianshou: "......"

Before everyone could say anything, Lin Xingmu came out of the room and ordered indifferently, "Tie Xia Minglang to his room." Tianshou, go and arrange for the thousand-year-old male ghost who was caught back before to sleep with him for one night, and give him a warm bed during the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Xia Minglang cried: "Sir, please spare me." I ate a bite of the mooncakes, there are two more, you have two more, I didn't eat it on purpose, I couldn't help it, the taste was too fragrant. Every spring, sigh, every spring, you save me, I don't want to sleep with that thousand-year-old thing. ”

Xu Fengchun looked embarrassed, wanted to say something, glanced at Lin Xingmu's gloomy face, and didn't dare to speak for an instant.

Xia Minglang was dragged into his room and tied to the bed with a cry, and then He Tianshou locked up the thousand-year-old male ghost that Lin Xingmu had brought back before.

Several people sat silently on the sofa, and from time to time there were thrilling screams from upstairs.

"Help, help! Damn, don't come here. ”

"Sir, sir, I don't dare, let me out, woo woo."

"Sir, help, every spring, every spring, you persuade sir, you are making one for sir, no, make a hundred."

"Help...... Ahh He picks up my clothes, he wants to pick my clothes. ”

“……”

It's miserable.

Several people, along with Xu Fengchun, couldn't help but shudder, Xu Fengchun felt that Xia Minglang was too miserable, and secretly pulled Lin Xingmu's clothes, "Sir, otherwise...... Forget it...... I'll make you another good ......."

"Nope." Lin Xingmu's face was expressionless, "If you eat moon cakes, you should be punished." ”

After saying that, he turned around indifferently and went back to his room, "I'll release him in half an hour." ”

Although he couldn't guess why Lin Xingmu cared so much about mooncakes, several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time after hearing this.

When he opened the door in half an hour, Xia Minglang had already fainted in fright, and the thousand-year-old male ghost was sitting elegantly on the bed, looking at Xia Minglang who was fainting on the ground with a disgusted expression: "I didn't do anything, he fainted, he was too timid." ”

Everyone: "......"

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Forget what the big man called, ahhh Dahan can't remember what it's called, so he can only call Dahan T_T. Any of you can remember, I don't remember the name in the chapter! Whoa! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

There are still seven or eight hundred activities from the silver circle, rushing ducks! How active you guys are!