Just a birthday cake?

Could it be that today is Xie Shiyu's birthday?

Shi Chaochao skillfully clicked into Baidu Encyclopedia,

"What are you looking at?"

"Ahh A male voice suddenly appeared so frightened that her hands shook, and her phone almost fell to the ground.

"Nothing."

Shi Chaochao hurriedly pressed the shutdown button.

Xie Shiyu looked over suspiciously, his face was full of disbelief, he didn't ask much, and walked straight upstairs.

Noticing the right arm that was not the same as on weekdays, Shi Chaochao hesitated for a while, and originally wanted to ask again, but after thinking about it, they were all adults.

If there is a problem, she will definitely take measures, and she has asked so many times, there is no need to force it over again, so as not to increase misunderstanding.

successfully persuaded herself, she nested in the hall and played with her mobile phone with peace of mind.

About an hour later, Sora Natsu and Hara Wang returned.

Seeing Shi Chaochao staying alone in the hall, Kong Xia was surprised: "Chaochao, why are you here alone, Emperor Xie Ying?" ”

"Our mission has long since failed, so we don't need to follow the rules of the game anymore.

Anyway, the two of you called the police a few times with this watch. ”

Shi Chao blinked his eyes and asked curiously,

The latter sighed helplessly: "I did him twice once, and we were thinking about how to make each other the first to break the table, but later I found that it was too difficult.

So I just borrowed a chess game from the old man in the park,

The loser runs three laps around the park,

I was poor at the game, lost two in a row, and then found a movie theater to sit and pass the time. ”

"Can you understand my deep meaning, one or two, do you understand what a spark of love is."

After watching the shooting videos of several groups, the director was immediately angry.

"None of the guests are going according to his plan, so there is no taste of a love variety show."

The staff on the side reminded in a whisper: "Director, but we are not in love!" And the guests are not couples, how can there be a taste! ”

"Whoever said that, I'll change a label immediately!

It's no problem if it's not a couple, just look like it, it seems that I still have to think of a way, how to make the interaction of the guests interesting,

It's just shriveled up, and it's boring to look at. ”

While talking, the director turned on the computer tablet and mobile phone, which were the popular love variety shows in recent years.

The staff looked at each other with painful expressions: It's over, it's over, the director has gone crazy, can next month's salary still be paid on time?

On the other side,

Shi Chaochao said goodbye to Kongxia, went upstairs with a cup of steaming milk tea, and just stepped on the corner of the first and second floors, he heard the voices of Song Mingyue and Xie Shiyu.

The smell of melons wafted in the air, but eavesdropping was not a bright thing.

But!

People can't give up a big melon that is close at hand for the sake of such a little image.

Shi Chao tiptoed to the corner and pressed his ear to the wall.

The first is Song Mingyue's just right shy voice.

"Emperor Xie, I wish you a happy birthday,

I heard my father mention that today is your birthday, and this is the cake I made myself.

Although it doesn't look very good, and the taste is not as good as your chef, I prepared it carefully. ”

Xie Shiyu lazily lifted his eyelids:

"I know that the shape and taste are not good, why do you send it over, this is what you said carefully?"

"But."

Song Mingyue was so stunned by the sharp words that she almost closed herself, and tears were already circulating in her eyes.

Beauty tears are always easy to make people pity, but thank you for not meeting people,

The tone was even more impatient than before.

"I'll leave first."

"Wait!"

Song Mingyue bit her lower lip lightly, as if she had made up her mind, raised her head slightly, and handed over the bouquet that was hidden on her back.

"This is what my aunt asked me to give you, and there is a small card written by my aunt herself."

Xie Shiyu was slightly stunned, and his eyes swept over the card next to the bouquet, which was indeed a familiar font, and it was indeed what that person could write.

He clasped his arms and glanced at Song Mingyue coldly, and his tone was unpleasant: "Didn't she tell you that what I hate the most is my birthday." ”

"Ah, this! But."

Seeing Xie Shiyu coming over here, Shi Chaochao immediately went to eat melons with an expression,

Cautiously took a few steps back, pretending to have just walked here.

Then he met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling.

First 4000 words, then 3000, then 2000

And then to 1000,

The last 1000 almost couldn't be written,

Laughing to death, the history of waste formation.

(End of chapter)