your boyfriend

Meng Qinshi walked upstairs with the cake in his hand, even the song he was humming was extremely cheerful. The packaging box of the cake was chosen by himself. Qin Jin doesn't like things that are too exaggerated, so he specially picked a Simple style.Opening the door, the light in the living room was on, and Qin Jin could be seen standing by the sofa when he walked in.

He was back and forth in the kitchen, still wearing the light blue fabric apron, the soft light from the kitchen shone on him, from this angle, his eyebrows and eyes were extraordinarily gentle.

At that moment, Meng Qin was thinking, if the two of them formed a family in the future, it would be like this.

He put the cake on the table lightly, with a brisk smile in his eyes, and when the person turned to look at him, he went forward and wrinkled his nose like a puppy and sniffed.

"It smells so good, what did you do today?" Meng Qinshi couldn't help but reached out to lift the lid of the pot, but was shrank by the heat of the stainless steel lid.

Qin Jin frowned immediately when he saw that his hand was hot red, grabbed his wrist and rushed it into the cold water: "How dare you touch it when it's so hot?"

Cold water was poured between the fingers, instantly diluting the burning pain, Meng Qinshi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled brightly: "I'm hungry, so I can't wait."

"Where did you go in the afternoon?" Qin Jin turned off the fire, raised his hand to take the tableware from the cupboard, and asked him casually.

Originally, I thought about going out for a walk together when I had nothing to do in the afternoon, but I didn’t know that this person would disappear after waking up from a nap. He was too thin-skinned to chase after others to ask questions, but he kept thinking about it in his heart. Finally couldn't bear it any longer, and called Meng Qinshi.

The latter was completely unaware, with a mysterious appearance, he didn't know what he was doing, and hung up the phone after a few words in a hurry; it made him think wildly all night, and even wondered if the other party was given by his sister again. snatched away.

When Meng Qinshi heard the question, he showed a wicked smile, led Qin Jin out, and dragged him all the way to the living room: "Look!"

Qin Jin was full of doubts, walked to the living room and found the cake on the table, and became even more puzzled: "Cake?"

"Yes, it's for you!" Meng Qinshi wagged his tail and stepped forward, unpacking the box.The cake that came into view was quite delicately made. The fondant figurine placed on the pure white cake made the appearance of Qin Jin, with black hair, wearing a white shirt, with an impatient expression on his face, and a coldness between his brows. the taste of.

It's really well done--

Qin Jin stared at the villain motionlessly, feeling mixed feelings for a moment, it's not that he has never eaten a birthday cake, on his birthday before the age of six, he would eat cake and blow out candles in the Gu family's big villa.Old man Gu and the old lady accompanied him, and occasionally there was Gu Zhiyun who was already in junior high school at that time.

But Qin Jin didn't like those cakes; even if they were made by Mr. Gu who specially called expensive French pastry chefs to come to his door and made them according to the requirements, the cakes were always higher than Qin Jin's.

Mr. Gu always asked over and over again: "Hang Hang, do you like this birthday? Are you happy?"

In the young Qin Jin's heart, his birthday should be spent with his parents, but why he can only be with his grandparents forever; but he can't say he is unhappy, because that would make his grandparents sad.

Meng Qinshi dangled in front of him, his eyes were bright, and his voice was filled with unspeakable joy and unconcealed triumph: "How is it? Do you like it? I made this with my own hands."

"Hands?" Qin Jin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he shifted his gaze to Meng Qinshi, whose face was full of compliments, like a cat with its tail up to the sky.And he didn't care about these things at the moment, he just felt that his heart was being irrigated by warm honey water, full of throbbing sweetness: "You mean, you made it for me yourself?"

"That's right!" Meng Qinshi's voice raised a little, and his clear eyes sparkled: "I studied all afternoon today, am I very smart? That idiot Jiang Shen studied all day long ago. .”

He probably couldn't bear to see Qin Jin being too lonely and desolate by himself, so he was surprised and moved by God.When he first met him, he just thought this person was extremely annoying, and he would twitter after him, and it would be bad luck if he touched his side.Afterwards, I gradually got used to it, and even though I was tricked by him so that I could only study in the sixth middle school, I didn't think it was too bad.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Every companion on a heavy rainy day, every piece of white rabbit toffee he ate, and every sentence Qin Jin said I like you, were all cut into blooming flowers by Qin Jin, and personally decorated into the darkness he thought In lonely memories.

Looking back now, I realize that what is so unbearable is that the person in front of him has clearly arranged a world full of colorful flowers.

Qin Jin's fingertips trembled slightly, then lightly supported Meng Qinshi's shoulder, raised his head and looked at him: "Thank you, I have never received such a thoughtful birthday present."

Meng Qinshi was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted and stretched out his hand to hug him into his arms, absorbing the warmth of the other person: "As long as you like it, Qin Jin, happy birthday, I have been worrying about this gift for several days, and I don't care at all. I know what to do, I want to give you the best things in the world, but now I am a poor student with no financial resources, and I cannot be such a domineering president."

When embracing each other, both of them could clearly feel each other's heartbeat, which was steady and powerful, until finally they jumped to the same frequency.

"But..." Meng Qinshi paused, cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "One day in the future, I will definitely try my best to become a domineering president in romance novels, no matter you Whatever I want, I just wave my hand and say one word, buy it!"

Qin Jin couldn't help but sneered, and there was a gentle smile on the face buried in Meng Qinshi's chest that he hadn't noticed, and his voice was softer than usual: "Are you vulgar?"

"Isn't this normal? I always act like this in TV dramas." Meng Qin yelled disapprovingly.

"What kind of vulgar movies are you watching? How dare you tell them about your taste?" Qin Jin said mercilessly.

"Then I don't care, I just want to give you the best."

"Okay." Qin Jin broke free from his arms, turned and went to the kitchen to get the cutlery: "Then, Mr. Meng, can we cut the cake?"

Qin Jin looked at Meng Qin and lit the candle with great interest, then ran to turn off the light, and finally asked the question in his heart in the darkness: "Meng Doubao, this candle..."

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Meng Qinshi blinked: "Is this candle bad? I think the numbers are fine without so many candles."

"I know, but..." Qin Jin stared at the jumping flames: "What do you mean by giving me a three-year-old?"

Meng Qinshi was like a big golden retriever wagging his tail, and he was immersed in a happy atmosphere: "It's great to be three years old, which means that you will always be young in my heart. From now on, you will use three-year-old candles on your birthday. Do you like it?"

Qin Jin closed his eyes, resisting the urge to hit someone: "Not good!"

"Hurry up, stop talking, make a wish." Meng Qinshi urged.

The candlelight gently shone on Qin Jin's face, his eyes were tightly closed, his expression was quiet and serene, from Meng Qinshi's perspective, it was like a scroll of exquisite and beautiful paintings, one couldn't help but want to get close, I want to hold it tightly in my arms.

As if being drawn by someone, Meng Qinshi moved closer to Qin Jin little by little, trying to steal a kiss while he was making a wish with his eyes closed.Seeing the distance getting closer, he was so close that he could already smell the faint fragrance of the other party's body.

Qin Jin's eyes opened suddenly, and Meng Qin's face was itchy when his long eyelashes swept across his face. His movements stopped, and he didn't even know whether he should continue or not.

In the next second, Qin Jin held the back of his head, and the other's thin, cool lips moved up to cover the corners of his lips, exchanging a gentle kiss.

Qin Jin pressed against the corner of his lips and said in a low voice: "Don't you domineering presidents all like to force kisses? Why are you still stopping?"

There seemed to be a bit of provocation in the words.

Meng Qinshi regained the initiative after he realized it. He gasped in a low voice, bit the corner of the person's lips lightly, and then said, "Our domineering president still likes to bite people, are you afraid?"

The Q version of Qin Jin was carefully removed and placed on a plate. Qin Jin took the cake out of it, and it was still mixed with mango pieces. He remembered that he only told Meng Qinshi once about his liking for mangoes. .

After cutting two pieces, Meng Qinshi insisted on taking a photo together, so Qin Jin had to cooperate with him to complete the first birthday group photo in 17 years, even though he still had a cold face in the photo.

"Wow, I admire myself for being so successful." Meng Qinshi sighed while eating, and then turned to Qin Jin for praise: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

The cream is not too sweet or too greasy. The cake is mixed with mango pulp. I don't know if it is a psychological effect. Qin Jin thinks this cake is the best he has ever eaten.

Compared with every birthday cake I ate at Gu's family in those years, it was also compared to the piece I cut off when I secretly made a wish on countless birthday nights.

Qin Jin nodded as affirmation, and then scooped up a spoonful of cake and put it into his mouth.

"Oh! Forget this!" Meng Qinshi suddenly realized, and found a light blue hat with happy birthday written on it from the cake box, and put it on Qin Jin's head while Qin Jin wasn't paying attention.

Qin Jin's face darkened, and he reached out to pick it off.

"Oh, don't take it off! Just wear it for a while." Meng Qinshi hurriedly stopped him, and made a solemn promise: "I will never take pictures."

"If you dare to take pictures, I'll throw you out right now." Thinking of this special day's presumptuousness, whether it's for himself or Meng Qin, Qin Jin thought silently in the latter's bright smile.

However, Meng Qinshi was not complacent for too long. After 10 minutes, he looked at Qin Jin with a flushed face, and his breathing became short of breath: "Qin Jin...please help me, why do I feel that I am not good enough?" Right?"

Qin Jin heard something wrong in his voice, put down the cake in his hand and looked at the person. Meng Qinshi's entire face was covered with red rash, which spread to the base of his neck.Qin Jin grabbed his arm and saw that it was also covered with rashes.

"Meng Qinshi! Are you stupid/pussy?" Qin Jin couldn't help but swear: "Don't you know that you are allergic to mango?" I