Laughing astray

Cong Xiao put the last cherry on the cake, and framed a small pink flower around it with a flower tip. The cake with a bigger head was considered complete. Potato pulled his face, and groaned from the very beginning Shouting to eat, Cong Xiao kicked the slippers on his feet to the outside of the kitchen door, "Pick it up, pick it up for you to eat!"

Potato jumped a few times on the spot, and ran out of the kitchen with his mouth open. Cong Xiaoyi took the time to put the cake in the refrigerator.Potato came back with his slippers in his mouth. Cong Xiaoyi rummaged through the cupboard with one bare foot, and took out a can of dog food. "Don't tell your dad, you ate three today!"

"I know if you don't let me know!" Yan Zihan's voice came from the living room, "Buy [-] get [-] free of canned dog food, I bought a few and I know how many, you're talking nonsense, you're being sent to the hospital!"

"Ah!" Cong Xiao roared, "How come the older you are, the more you talk!"

"What are you doing! You didn't even know I was back for a long time!" Yan Zihan's voice turned from far to near.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Cong Xiao hurriedly closed the lid of the cream, and put one foot against the kitchen door, "Come in later, it's a bit messy."

"Why do you get more troublesome as you get older!" Yan Zihan stretched out his finger and knocked on the kitchen door, but he still obediently leaned outside the kitchen and did not come in.

"What's the big deal, do you dislike me?" Cong Xiao yelled, "I told you that the bus has already boarded, and it's too late to get off!"

"Come out quickly, the reserved seats don't wait for anyone, why are you so promiscuous about my birthday!" Yan Zihan said, and kicked him out of the room.

"It's coming, you should avoid it first, don't look!" Cong said with a smile.

"Got it." Yan Zihan walked a few steps in place.

Cong Xiao put his face on the kitchen door, and when there was silence outside, he stooped and took out the small cake from the refrigerator.Potatoes spun around Cong Xiaoyi's legs, smelling the smell, but was pushed aside by Cong Xiaoyi's bare feet, "This is my test product, don't get poisoned by eating it."

Today is Yan Zihan's birthday. Cong Xiaoyi just learned how to make cakes and didn't come to the cake meeting. Ever since he was with Yan Zihan, Yan Zihan has been tolerant of him, everything goes well, and he takes care of him, just like his father Yes, I have to be a good son today. Yan Zihan doesn't have any big ideas about his birthday. He just wants to have a meal at home, but Cong Xiao is soft-spoken and has to book a seat at Manxianglou. Seeing that the time is up , I just finished talking with the designer of the store decoration outside, and when I came back, I saw Cong Xiaoyi sneaking around and didn't know what he was doing.In fact, he knew what Cong Xiaoyi was doing. After all, he had eaten more salt than Cong Xiaoyi for a few years, and with Cong Xiaoyi's temperament that he could never hide things, he could still look forward to the cake inside.

"What time is it?" Cong Xiao roared.

Yan Zihan stood outside the kitchen, pretending not to hear, Cong Xiao made sure that Yan Zihan was not outside, and then slammed the door open.

Yan Zihan stood outside waiting for him with his chest folded.

"Damn it!" Cong Xiao almost threw the head-sized cake in one hand, "Why don't you talk!"

"Do you want to eat or use it to make a cake?" Yan Zihan raised his eyebrows and smiled, reached out and picked the last cherry that Cong Xiaoyi put on it just now, and stuffed it into his mouth quickly. "tasty."

"Are you going to fight?" Cong Xiao put the cake on the table, not caring that Yan Zihan in front of him had epilepsy, jumped up and was about to throw himself on him.

"Hey hey." Yan Zihan caught Cong Xiaoyi with a smile and pinched his buttocks. "If you don't take your seat, you have to cancel it."

"I'm not going!" Cong Xiaoyi said, "I want to prepare a surprise so that you are not in the mood."

"You don't know your husband too well." Yan Zihan shook Cong Xiao in his arms, "I don't want these surprises."

"The sun is still bright for you." Cong Xiaoyi hugged Yan Zihan's head, "I don't know what's on your mind."

"Ghost knows."

When Cong Xiaoyi was changing clothes, Yan Zihan kept raising and lowering Yan Zihan's hand, and when he didn't know how many times he hit Yan Zihan's hand, Cong Xiaoyi finally lost his temper and yelled, "You can't bear it even for a few hours! "

"I can't bear it." Yan Zihan said, and touched Cong Xiaoyi's waist along the hem of Cong Xiaoyi's clothes, "It's best to have something practical." "Grass!" Take it off, revealing the hardcover muscles of the upper body, and the beautiful waistline, "Old rascal, hurry up."

Yan Zihan quacked, sat on the edge of the bed and hugged Cong Xiao tightly: "My wife is really obedient."

"Get out!" Cong Xiao blushed and pushed Yan Zihan's head away, Yan Zihan's hand was rubbing back and forth on his waist, feeling like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, "What the hell are you doing?" Are you going to eat or not!"

"I'm not going." Yan Zihan said, "I didn't book a seat at all."

"Grass." Cong Xiao scolded softly.

After all, it was Yan Zihan's birthday, and Cong Lamb was taken to the bathroom at the mercy of others. Yan Zihan turned on the shower beside him, and the water instantly wet the two of them. Cong Xiaoyi squinted his eyes to avoid the water droplets from entering his eyes, and at the same time, his lips were already wet. There is a warm and familiar touch.

It was like being poisoned by Yan Zihan.

Yan Zihan's lips moved down Cong Xiaoyi's neck, groping a little bit. Cong Xiaoyi's muscles were strong and his skin was fair. Yan Zihan couldn't put it down.

Yan Zihan understood Cong Xiaoyi's meaning, looked up, and saw Cong Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you dare?" ' expression.

Yan Zihan stared at Cong Xiaoyi's face, and slowly squatted down.

Cong Xiao's back tensed, he never thought that Yan Zihan could really do this.

He stepped back and leaned against the cold bathroom wall. After turning off the shower, a white mist rose from the bathroom. He was facing the mirror, but he couldn't see clearly what he looked like now.

"Damn." Cong Xiao cursed in a low voice, with the satisfaction that Yan Zihan brought to him on his face

.Time seemed to have passed for a long time and it didn't seem to go at all, Cong Xiaoyi leaned against Yan Zihan's arms without speaking, like a satiated cat.

"Today is my birthday." Yan Zihan patted Cong Xiaoyi's back, "Why do I serve you comfortably."

"Come now." Cong Xiaoyi hugged Yan Zihan and leaned against the shelf where the shampoo was placed at the back, reached out and took down a small box, and tapped Yan Zihan's waist, "Isn't this all ready for you?"

Yan Zihan narrowed his eyes and smiled, slapped Cong Xiaoyi's butt hard, and slowly touched Cong Xiaoyi's arm to his hand, picking up the things Cong Xiaoyi had prepared. "Then I won't be polite."

"Yeah." Cong Xiao stood up straight, with his back to Yan Zihan, slowly leaned over the wall, turned his head and licked his lips at Yan Zihan. "There's still cake, enjoy it slowly."

"Grass!" Yan Zihan walked over, kissed Cong Xiaoyi's lips fiercely, put one arm around Cong Xiaoyi's waist and pressed himself tightly, "Do you still have something to say?"

Between the kisses, Cong Xiao continued intermittently, "Well, sir...Happy birthday, husband."

The author has something to say: I just forgot to say that I have to post it on Weibo. I don’t know why I couldn’t post the pictures a few days ago, so I really have no choice but to post it here. Xiao Fanwai, take it to me, haha, Zheng Wen will continue tomorrow , love you guys, refills.