When Jiang Ruo and Ruan Min gave gifts together, Wen Yuan only reached out to take Ruan Min's gift, indifferent to the shirt given by Jiang Ruo, and didn't give half a look.

No matter how expensive the shirt is, it can't compare to a seven-figure collector's watch.

Nguyen Min gave me a watch.

The color scheme of black and gold, high-end atmosphere, flamboyant and wild, looks quite suitable for Wen Yuan.

In comparison, the shirts of more than 10,000 yuan given by Jiang Ruo seem to be out of reach.

Wen Yuan stretched out his empty white wrist and let Ruan Min put it on for him.

Ruan Min casually brushed her hair, lifted her eyelids and asked, "Do you like it?"

Wen Yuan curled the corners of his mouth: "Hmm."

Ruan Min's hair-brushing action fell into Jiang Ruo's eyes, and it was automatically interpreted as deliberately seducing Wen Yuan.

Every move is all about caution!

Jiang Ruo set his eyes on the famous watches, and clearly remembered that Wen Yuan didn't like to wear watches, but Huo Jinting liked to wear them, so the wardrobe room also specially built a wall cabinet to place these famous watches, which were more complete than the counters in major shopping malls.

Naturally, each of Huo Sanye's watches is also worth millions and tens of millions, and he is a top collector.

Jiang Ruo hesitated for a moment, but still cheekily gave the gift, "Wen Yuan, this is my gift, can you take a look?"

Wen Yuan glanced at it casually and threw it in the corner of the sofa without commenting on half a word.

I don't know if it's because of his anger, or if it's really a gift from Jiang Ruo.

Seeing Wen Yuan so faceless, Wen Hao noticed that the atmosphere was awkward, so he took the initiative to walk over and open the gift box, and said happily, "Dad, it's a shirt."

"It's not a good thing, so what's the point of being happy?" Wen Yuan couldn't hold back, but still looked at it out of the corner of his eye, "I haven't seen the world like it."

I don't know if I'm talking about my son or about myself.

Wen Hao: "..."

When will Dad not be hard-mouthed?

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Jiang Ruo couldn't stay until the evening, because at night, the Rose Castle would definitely prepare a birthday banquet for Wen Huai, and she, as his wife, couldn't be absent.

For this reason, she can only help Wen Yuan celebrate his birthday during the day.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Ruo baked the cake base and patiently squeezed the cream, and the cake was a little sweeter as a whole, catering to Wen Yuan's taste.

Not only that, but she also made three villains out of fondant, a man and a girl, plus a little boy, a proper family of three, representing her and Wen Yuan, as well as her son Wen Hao.

She has a high artistic talent, and these three villains are made very cute, and they are a little unbearable, and they want to collect them forever.

After Jiang Ruo made the cake, he dragged the cake with both hands and walked in front of Wen Yuan.

Outside the window, the sky was blue and clear, the dust floated in the light, and the days were always much longer in summer than at other times.

It is estimated that when she returns to the Rose Castle, it will be twilight between heaven and earth, and the night will gradually fall.

Jiang Ruo put the cake away and put on a birthday hat for Wen Yuan with his own hands.

There are thirty-three candles, which also represents Wen Yuan's age.

The four of them gathered around the table to celebrate Wen Yuan's birthday together.

If he could, Jiang Ruo wanted to kick Ruan Min out, it would be too much of an eyesore.

Jiang Ruo stood closely beside Wen Yuan, not giving Ruan Min a chance to come up.

She leaned forward and tilted her head to look at him, the man's angular face was flowing with a light golden halo, his eyebrows and eyes were deep and charming, and his tears were seductive, like a god who was as noble and incomparable, so that her eyes were in a trance and condensed for an instant, and she was awakened from his beautiful male color.

He has the same face as Wen Huai, naturally, and he is just as handsome.

Jiang Ruo smiled, her beautiful eyes really seemed to be bent into two bright crescents, which fascinated people and made people's hearts itch unbearably.

Her voice was even more crisp to the bone, as sweet as frosting sugar, and she sang a birthday song that made people feel more and more unstoppable: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you."

"Ahara, happy birthday."

She called him again.

The past haunts him, so how can he not be greedy, not greedy, not greedy?

Jiang Ruo playfully dipped his fingers in the cream, then wiped it on Wen Yuan's cheek, and chuckled, "Kitten."

She shook her head again, denying herself, "No, it's supposed to be a lion."

How could a fierce and cruel man like Wen Yuan be a little male cat, it has to be a male tiger and an eagle, the former is the king of the forest, and the latter is the overlord of the air.

And Wen Yuan really raised a falcon.

"Haohao, come and wipe Dad into a little flower cat." Jiang Ruo teamed up with his son to do bad things.

Wen Hao smiled: "Okay."

Wen Yuan raised his eyebrows, a subtle chuckle on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Ruo and Wen Hao completely entangled Wen Yuan, leaving no piece of land for Ruan Min, as if telling her clearly: "The happiness of our family of three has nothing to do with you, get to know each other as soon as possible, where do you get out." , and "Wen Yuan will always be mine, and no one can snatch him away."

"Hahaha."

For a while, there was a lot of laughter in the room.

The frolicking of a family of three looks extremely warm.

Jiang Ruo smeared the cream on Wen Yuan's lips, and then ran away playfully, turning around and grimacing with him as he ran.

The room was so big that Wen Yuan could catch up with her with almost a single step of his legs.

He stretched out his strong arms, grabbed her by the waist, and then pressed her down on the edge of the table, his thick black eyelashes blurred the shadows, and his eyebrows were very deep, and his voice was sexy and low, "Kiss me."

Jiang Ruo was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, and took the initiative to kiss Wen Yuanyin's red lips.

The breathing of the two of them was extremely hot, and the lips that were close to each other were hot and ambiguous

The sound of kissing gradually became clearer.

Jiang Ruo slowly raised his hands, and then took the initiative to hug Wen Yuan's solid waist and snuggle in his arms.

Her reaction made Wen Yuan extremely happy, and he was so focused on kissing her, his breath short.

The relationship between the two seems to have suddenly broken the ice at this moment, strangely breaking the ice, and everything seems to be back in place.

It didn't take long for the kiss to pick up Wen Yuan.

Jiang Ruo was afraid of falling, so he tightly clamped Wen Yuan's strong waist with his legs, and then was carried upstairs all the way, as for what to do next, it was self-evident.

Wen Yuan was so anxious that he didn't even have time to eat the cake.

Jiang Ruo was rarely and gently placed on the black bed by Wen Yuan, her thick and curly long brown hair spread all over the bed, and she was as beautiful as a white and flawless pure girl in an ancient European oil painting.

Wen Yuan took off his shirt, revealing his perfectly shaped abs.

He leaned down, propped his hands on both sides of Jiang Ruo's head, his Adam's apple twitched, and he whispered in a hoarse voice, "Can you stay tonight?"

"You should be with your son."

Jiang Ruo asked, "Won't she be jealous?"

Wen Yuan's dark eyes were dark, and his gaze was as secretive as deep, "What do I have to do with her, do you really want to pretend to be confused?"

Jiang Ruo lowered his eyes, revealing a hesitant and tangled expression, "I'm sorry..."

The moment Jiang Ruo hesitated, Wen Yuan knew the answer in her heart.

Still reluctant to white moonlight.

"Ahem, ahem." Wen Yuan coughed violently.

"You're still not going to choose me, are you?"