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She can only accuse Song Mian with a crying cry: "You made the birthday cake like this, how do you want me to eat it?"

For the first time, Song Mian, who had been strategizing, was at a loss for the first time. At that time, he only took into account Yun's preferences and meaning, and completely forgot the problem of eating.

For this cake, Song Mian invited people who know the technology to teach himself, and it took a long time to learn to achieve this level.

It turned out that when he did things in an incomplete manner, Song Mian immediately resolved his embarrassment and pushed the potted plants to Yun Xiang think: "This is my birthday gift for you."

Yun Xiangxiang's eyes still have water, and after watching Song Mian for a while, he reached out and slowly uncovered the potted plant.

It was a blooming lotus with mostly white petals but purple edges, and the fragrance of flowers was elegant and peaceful.

"Isn't this..." Isn't this Yun Yun's special flower that often looks at Song Mian?

"This is a new variety that I have cultivated through genetic modification on the basis of Jiupin perfume lotus."

Song Mian's hand gently supported a petal: "I had this idea when I came back to Treasure Island several years ago. I have been neglected and studied for so long. Until I met you last year, I carried it on again. Fortunately It lives up to my expectations and blooms."

It has been blooming for two days, and Song Mian has not been sure whether the flower will bloom before Yun Xian's birthday.

Jiupin perfume Lianyun think about it, it is said that it is a new variety of lotus cultivated on the basis of water lily in the United States.

Because there are nine colors, it is called Jiupin perfume lotus, which has high medicinal value, ornamental value and edible value.

But the perfume lotus will bloom in May, and I don’t know how Song Mian got this flower two months in advance.

"Your birthday will be its flowering period." Song Mian holds Yun Xiang's hand.

She leaned over and kissed her eyes that hadn't burst into tears, and whispered in her ear: "I gave it a name-Xinxianglian."

Yun Xiangxin's heart jumped up inexplicably.

Heart shape lotus, lotus and sound.

The connection of hearts is a imaginary word, and the connection of hearts also means that their hearts are always connected to each other.

"Do you like it?" Song Mian asked in a low voice.

"Well." Yun thought nodded again and again, "like."

She likes it, her tears burst into laughter in a flash, which makes Song Mian relieved, and the gleaming purple eyes shine like stars.

Yun thought about touching the petals, glancing at Song Mian with a smile, and hummed: "Don't think I will forgive you, how do I eat my cake!"

It must be that Song Mian called He Wei. He Weicai didn't even prepare her a birthday cake. She loves eating cakes the most!

Song Mian looked at the cake he made like a work of art. When he was done, he was more proud. When he came, he hoped that Yun would be happy to think about it.

To embarrass Song Mian, who is omnipotent, Yun Xiang finally couldn't help laughing.

Song Mian discovered that Yun thinks to tease him: "It's because I don't think about it, how can I punish my casual girlfriend?"

"How to punish casually?" Yun thought about gazing at Song Mian meaningfully.

To her sly eyes, Song Mian had a bad feeling, but nodded.

Yun thinks about picking up the plate next to it and using a knife to move all the backs of the lady who caressed the piano on the cake to the plate and pushed him: "Here you are, eat it."

Song Mian is not picky eater and has no taboos in his diet. He hasn't tried so much sugar and cream all at once, and he feels a little tired before eating.

"I gave it to you, don't say it's sweet, even if it's bitter, you have to eat it." Yun thinks about the brutality of his girlfriend.

"Eat, as long as you give it, I am so sweet and bitter." Song Mian took the spoon with good attitude.

Seeing that he had done the labor results only after one afternoon, Song Mian was also a bit unable to get out.

"I let you eat all of you, are you still unhappy?" Yun thinks and urges.

Song Mian, who had just scooped a spoonful into her mouth, listened to this sentence, and finished eating a bite of sweet cream and sugar in an elegant manner.

Those deep purple-black eyes were like two vortices, staring at Yun deeply and scaryly and thinking, "Give me yourself?"

Originally Yun Yun thought it was just by the way, and I didn't think there was a problem with this sentence, but Song Mian repeated it ambiguously, and had such a wolf-like gaze at her.

Yun thinks that his face suddenly became hot and stepped on Song Mian's foot in shame: "Old rogue!"

"I only play hooligans against you." Song Mian returned while eating.

Yun Xiang thinks that she is in a weak position. She is definitely not Song Mian's opponent on this topic. She glared at him fiercely, and turned to sit opposite him.

After cutting a piece of cake for herself, she remembered it on the plate: "Hey, I forgot to make a wish!"

I wanted to negate Song Mian, and directly destroyed the cake. I thought of casting death gaze on Song Mian again.

"You don't need to make a wish." Song Mian held the spoon and stared at Yun thinking.

"What?" Yun wondered.

"I will let you have everything you want or even do not expect." Song Mian just said this lightly.

What a maddening sentence to give her everything she wanted.

But he didn't say it in a solemn tone. Yun thought about it but didn't know why he felt more believable than Shanmeng.

"Mr. Song, be careful with your face, there is a word called craving!" Yun Xiangxiang finally tasted the cake and squinted his eyes to enjoy.

"There is another word called dissatisfaction."

"Cough!" Yun thought about being choked by the cake for the second time.

To Song Mian's eyes with a smile, she extended her foot and stepped on him again.

After stepping on it, she seemed to like Song Mi so much that she was becoming more and more naive by Song Mi.

Song Mian no longer troubles her, let her quietly enjoy her favorite food, quietly accompany her.

The night is like ink-spraying, star-studded, quiet and quiet.

Song Mian always looked at Yun Xiang and thought about it, and met with Song Mian's eyes a few times. Yun Xiang suddenly thought of one thing: "I accepted an interview today."

"I know."

"I was asked if I was in love." Yun thinks about spreading the ring on his face in front of Song Mian, "I said yes."

Her brown psychedelic eyes swayed the stars, and at the same time they shone a little provocatively.

Song Mian understood what she meant. Last time, he bought a large number of magazines of "EF", so she deliberately disclosed this information this time, and spread it in a small scale.

If he buys again in large quantities, the magazine will see the market and publish in large quantities, which can't be concealed.

"Are you afraid that I will force you?" Song Mian asked.

"Are you willing?" Yun asked, raising his eyebrows.

Reluctantly, reluctantly, she frowned a little and was a little unhappy.