1. Think

Mingying doesn't really care about her birthday.

She was not born into a wealthy family, not particularly bad, nor particularly good.

Parents are lovers of authoritative education, and they like to use their identity as elders to oppress people, no matter what she does, she will be pointed at by her parents, from childhood to adulthood, Mingying lives in their shadows.

But that doesn't mean her parents don't love her.

When she was a child, Mingying didn't understand, but she would be obedient and obedient, listen to their arrangements, and when she grew up, she would understand her parents' hard work and would not disobey them.

The only rebellion was probably the blind date that I refused to be arranged by my parents.

Fortunately, her parents did not force her, and she also learned to resist and had a life of her own.

There is also a ...... Really take her to heart and like the person.

Originally, Mingying didn't remember the birthday that didn't matter to her, but that person always took it to heart.

Gradually, Mingying will also care about a person's birthday.

She was busy and dizzy, lying at home, and when she saw the express box, she remembered that this was the birthday gift she had booked before, Pu Zhan.

Thinking of what she was going to do tonight......

A red cloud appeared on Mingying's cheeks, and she looked around, opening the box as carefully as a thief.

The black fabric in the box is light and transparent, so you can see the skin at a glance.

The matching rabbit ears and tail look particularly noticeable, and the fluffy texture is also quite good.

… Today's gift is herself.

Pu Zhan came to the real world, from a black household to the current executive of a certain company, he is no longer the poor ghost he was before.

After he had money, he bought a real estate and proposed to Mingying's parents, and the two got engaged, but as an unmarried couple, Pu Zhan never made anything out of line.

If it weren't for the experience of misfire on weekdays, she would have to wonder if Pu Zhan was not good.

One time, she couldn't help but ask him this question, and what she got was Pu Zhan's helpless and doting smile: "Ah Ying, I want to marry justifiably." ”

Oh...... So it's called a sense of ritual.

But every time he wipes the gun, it's not just Pu Jianzun, Mingying himself is also very hard!

Just ask a handsome guy with a hot body and a handsome appearance dangling in front of him every day, who can not react?!

Especially when the other party is still his rightful fiancé!

The saint can't bear it, let alone an ordinary person.

That's why I have a gift plan for this birthday.

…

The two have already lived together.

According to Pu Zhan's usual habits, he would arrive home at 7 p.m. sharp, and there were still several hours before that time.

Mingying has free working hours, so she is not in a hurry to arrange it, she obediently cooks a dinner, and makes a bowl of longevity noodles by the way [After overturning more than a dozen times, she finally pulled out satisfactory noodles. 】

When Pu Zhan opened the door, he felt that the room was dark.

Of course, it wasn't dark now, but some people had closed all the curtains in the house.

Before he could do anything, the flickering light appeared, and a little girl in a lounge dress came over with a bowl of longevity noodles, and the candle flame on the edge of the tray illuminated her smile.

"Brother Zhan, happy birthday."

The little girl put the longevity noodles on the table, lit the other candles, closed the door, and dragged him to sit down on the main seat.

Under the bright candle flame was a table full of dishes, and it could be seen that the owner of the decoration was very careful.

The little girl sitting beside Pu Zhan also hooked the corners of her lips.

"Ah Ying, thank you."

When he struggled in the darkness countless times, he didn't dare to hope that one day, she would appear in front of him and wash his hands and make soup for him.

At first, he was just a string of game data for Mingying......

Later, even if he came here, Pu Zhan didn't dare to hope that the little girl would like her.

After all, who would fall in love with a virtual existence?

But the little girl proved with her actions that she took him to heart.

"Don't be so polite...... Mingying glared at Pu Zhan dissatisfied, and pushed the noodles in front of him: "Eat longevity noodles first." ”

Neither of them spoke during the meal, Pu Zhan took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but was kicked out of the kitchen by the little girl, whose reputation was that the birthday star could not do his own work.

Waiting for Pu Zhan to wash up, the little girl had already poured two glasses of red wine.

The little girl drinks a good amount, but her family education is strict, so the number of times she drinks from childhood to adulthood can be counted on two hands, and she has never been drunk.

This time it was rare to pour wine, and Pu Zhan didn't want to spoil the fun, so he took two sips of cooperation.

The degree of wine is not low, but the strange thing is that Mingying did not persuade Pu Zhan to drink, but drank it herself, so much so that Pu Zhan watched her kill a bottle.

Then, the little girl, with a crimson face and unsteady steps, ran back to the bedroom.

When he came out again, the home clothes on his body had long disappeared, replaced by a small black skirt that was half-covered and half-hidden, and the key parts could not be blocked.

At the same time, there is also a pair of white rabbit ears on the ears.

When the little girl pounced, Pu Zhan picked her up, only to find that there was a fluffy tail behind her.

This...... Pu Zhan really didn't resist.

With a beloved in his arms, how could he not react a little?

He was just a layman, never a ruthless and desireless god or Buddha.

Whatever she wants and thinks, she is alone.

The little girl in his arms thought that he wanted to refuse, so he moved his hands and feet with great enthusiasm, so that he suffered a lot in the second half of the night.

Pu Jianzun, who was originally "experienced", couldn't restrain himself like a hairy boy. [Refers to rich experience in books]

And the little girl who seduced stopped cooking early, her voice was hoarse, and she didn't get the mercy of the man.

When she woke up the next day, she only hated herself for being naïve.

This kind of old man who doesn't know how many years he has lived, how can he stop as soon as he opens the meat.

2. About chestnuts

The washed chestnuts were put aside, and Jian Zun didn't have to turn his head to know that the girl on the side had been staring at him with those moist eyes.

"Please......" The girl looked at him pitifully, for a quarter of an hour.

"Why do you have to do it yourself?" Jian Zun really didn't understand why she had to do it herself, something that could be bought for a few pennies at the foot of the mountain.

After blowing up the kitchen with his own hands, not only did he not give up, but he also hit him with the idea.

Seeing the man's helpless expression, the girl increased her firepower: "It's not fresh to sell under the mountain, and it's not big enough, so you can help me do it......"

As she spoke, she also leaned over and hugged Jian Zun's arm.

There was a soft touch on his arm that made the man's ears red.

If it had been a few years earlier, he would have shaken off her hand and scolded her for being shameless.

But nowadays......

"Please, husband~" The girl persevered.

They are now husband and wife, Taoist couples witnessed by the way of heaven.

"Only once." As soon as Jian Zun finished speaking, the girl let go of her hand and took out her apron.

"Husband, I'll help you tie your apron!"

Before the man moved, the girl took the initiative to lean into his arms: "Bow your head." ”

Wearing an apron, Lord Kenzun was pushed into the kitchen.

The girl quickly slipped away, leaving Jianzun alone in the kitchen.

Looking at the Daoist who was nowhere to be seen, Jian Zun shook his head, and then pulled out his natal sword.

Compared to a kitchen knife, it's better to use your own natal sword.

After all, it wasn't the first time that he had used the natal sword to cook for her, and Jian Zun skillfully cut the washed chestnuts one by one.

Chestnuts half the size of a fist are put into the pot and poured cold water to drown.

Then pour in a spoonful of sugar and a spoonful of oil.

The fire was lit and boiled for a while.

The aroma of the chestnut wafted out, and half of the water evaporated, revealing half of the chestnut's body, and at the same time, the fire turned into a small fire.

Waiting for only bubbling sugar juice to be left in the pot, Jian Zun started to flip it.

Seeing that the sugar juice was completely coated with the chestnuts, the chestnuts also became oily, and the sugar juice at the bottom of the pot also dried out, Jian Zun finally turned off the heat.

When he came out with a chestnut, the girl who disappeared reappeared and threw herself into his arms excitedly.

To be precise, it pounced on the sugar-fried chestnuts he was holding.

The force of rushing over was a bit strong, and Jian Zun subconsciously reached out to protect him.

When he looked down at the person in his arms, the girl in his arms held something in her hand and handed it to his mouth.

"I've worked hard for my heroes, you can taste it first."

Looking at the sweet chestnut in his mouth, the man laughed, then opened his mouth slightly and took the peeled chestnut in his mouth.

The tip of the soft tongue licked the girl's fingertips.

Because of peeling chestnuts, the girl's fingertips also carry the sugar stains of chestnuts.

"It's sweet."

The man's voice was a little hoarse, looking at the girl who was a little cramped and uneasy in his arms, and spit out these two words meaningfully.

I don't know if it's chestnut or ......

“… Sweet is sweet, you..." The girl pressed the back of her hand to her somewhat hot cheeks, and stuffed the remaining chestnuts in her hand into her mouth: "Hmph, I won't give you the rest." ”

The man grabbed the girl's head with one hand, lowered his head and kissed it.

The sudden kiss made the girl subconsciously close her eyes, and a breath as light as a feather fell on her face.

It is not as intense as a storm, it is as gentle as the spring wind, moist and soft, but it cannot be shaken off, and it is mixed with the aroma of chestnuts.

The soft-legged girl was carried into her arms, and the man seemed to be in a good mood.

"Ma'am, let's go back to our room and continue."