Mia didn't wake up until noon the next day. Last night, Zoro didn't know what was wrong with him, so he actually dragged her to play chess all night.

It's more like being tortured one-sidedly than playing chess.

Zoro didn't let her go back to sleep until dawn and the thunderstorm stopped. Mia felt that her life would definitely be short-lived if she stayed with Zoro for another two years.

On the table was a prepared lunch, a bowl of plum rice and a portion of miso soup.

Speaking of which, ever since she deliberately said she wanted to eat 'food that doesn't require knife skills', every time it was Zoro's turn to prepare food, the portion given to her always looked like this.

This guy can't take it seriously...

The autumn sunshine shone through the tall glass windows in the marble living room, and the warm breath enveloped her body, dispelling a lot of the chill.

This is not an autumn island, so the scenery is not very good. There are only a few maple trees in some canyons where you can see the autumn colors.

After practicing, Zoro walked into the living room in the sunshine and immediately saw Mia eating quietly. The gentle light fell on her body, making her already fair skin a little translucent. Her obedient eating appearance looked like a kitten, which made people want to try it.

However, there is a high probability that it will blow up.

Mia thoughtfully poured Sauron a cup of hot tea. It was already autumn and it was no longer appropriate to drink iced tea.

She held her chin with one hand and leaned on the table, smiling as she watched Zoro drink tea. It turned out that tigers can be so good after being groomed.

Mia pointed to the vegetable garden outside the window and complained: "You said that such a large area is used to grow vegetables. Mihawk is really not romantic at all."

"If we plant roses here, they will look beautiful when the flower season comes."

She was already imagining the scene of roses blooming in the yard. Such a deep castle was surrounded by rose thorns and roses climbing all over the walls. It was like a fairy tale.

Zoro didn't quite understand: "No matter how you look at it, the food you eat is more important."

Mia has long been used to this kind of wooden head, and it is really sick to be angry with him.

Mia's face was full of care and she sighed: "I don't blame you. It's really hard for you to tell you this kind of thing."

The corner of Zoro's mouth twitched: What do you mean by making things difficult for you? Isn’t this a fun conversation?

Sure enough, this woman's thinking is very strange.

"Then what kind of flowers do you like?"

Mia took a sip of hot tea and said slowly: "I don't particularly like it. If I insist on it, I would say roses."

The change in the weather made Mia subconsciously hold the tea cup, and the hot temperature was quickly transferred to her palm through the ceramic. Yes, she is afraid of the cold.

It was still only autumn, and she already didn't want to move.

She looked at Sauron curiously: "What about you, Sauron?"

Zoro thought for a moment: "Sakura."

I didn’t expect that this guy actually had a favorite flower. I thought green plants like cacti would be more popular with him.

Mia smiled and narrowed her eyes, stretching comfortably.

"Then let's go to an island where we can enjoy cherry blossoms together~ Zoro."

After lunch, Mia held the white bear that Perona gave her and looked at the calendar. Isn't the date circled on it tomorrow?

The one she had circled around before was Zoro's birthday, but she actually forgot about it.

Mia thought about it for a long time and said, "As expected, I'd better make a cake. After all, that's all I can do."

Making the cake is not difficult for her. She prepares all the materials, mixes the cake with wheat flour and egg liquid, puts it into the mold, and then puts it in the oven.

She was about to cut some fruit for decoration, but who would have thought that she tripped over the egg beater that fell on the ground, fell backwards, and spilled a basin full of powdered sugar in her hand. It's everywhere.

There was movement in the kitchen. Zoro thought something had happened and ran over from outside in a hurry. He looked at the messy kitchen in shock: "What's wrong in the kitchen? Are you making explosives?!"

Mia fell to the ground, wearing a pink and white tea party style gothic lolita dress, her light pink hair was tied back by a red ribbon, and she wore a white lace apron in front of her body.

The originally light hair color was covered by a layer of frosting and looked like a little snowman. Mia moved her nose and accidentally inhaled some and couldn't help but sneeze.

Mia looked at Zoro innocently and tried to move her arm, but luckily she wasn't hurt.

Zoro looked at her aggrieved look and couldn't help laughing: "Pfft, why is she covered in powdered sugar?"

He came over and picked her up from the ground out of habit. He put his arms under her armpits, gently lifted her up, and patted the frosting off her bangs.

Mia's eyes were slightly red. She seemed to suddenly remember something and took the prepared cream from the bar. She dipped some of it on her index finger and brought it to his mouth: "You don't have to worry about it! Compared with this, you can try this cream." How about it?"

There is a piece of rich cream on the fingertips that are very close. From such a distance, you can already smell the sweet milk fragrance.

Almost subconsciously, he opened his mouth slightly and wanted to lick it off Mia's fingers.

But reason told him not to do this.

Zoro took Mia's hand away, then dipped a little of it himself to taste: "Isn't it just ordinary cream?"

Mia sighed in her heart, they have been together for so long, why can't they understand? Will eating from her fingers be poisoned to death?

Forget it, don’t be angry or angry. A fool is the one who vents his anger on a fool.

After working for a long time, the cake was finally finished before dark.

Zoro looked at the cake on the table, obviously not very interested: "It's a cream cake, why do you suddenly want to do this?"

Sure enough, he was right, this guy didn't even remember his birthday.

The autumn evening was a bit cool, so Mia poured two cups of steaming green tea, sat next to him as usual, cut a piece of cake and placed it in front of him: "Stop talking nonsense, eat it all for me."

Zoro was a little confused by her attitude. Forget it...it was better not to provoke this woman, so he ate the cake in silence.

Just when he was about to leave, Mia suddenly stopped him, looking unspeakable: "Is there anything in particular that Zoro wants?"

Zoro didn't quite understand. Isn't it just asking a question? Why is it so serious and confusing?

He almost didn't think: "Huh? Become the world..."

Mia sighed and interrupted helplessly: "I mean, a gift." Is it really true that her mind is filled with nothing but swords?

Due to her height, Zoro could see the girl's long eyelashes, casting a shadow on her eyes like a butterfly.

Her body exudes a very special fragrance, which is different from the past. This time it also has a slightly sweet and milky scent.

There was a piece of snow-white cream on the tip of her small nose. Zoro's silver-grey eyes moved, and he gently wiped it off for her, and whispered: "Are you a child? There are food everywhere."

Mia took his hand and said, "Answer me."

But he really doesn't have anything he wants.

After thinking again and again, he still shook his head: "No."

Alas...as expected, not really.

Just when Mia was about to leave in disappointment, Zoro suddenly stopped her: "Wait a minute."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Mia turned her head in confusion and blinked.

Zoro's eyes drifted to other places, and he scratched his cheek awkwardly: "I lost that scarf in the shampoo field. If I have to say it, it's that one."

Speaking of headscarves, the store had given her one as a gift when she was buying clothes, but she had forgotten to give it to Zoro.

Mia happily held Sauron's hand: "Follow me!"

Mia took him to her room and dug out the backpack that was stuffed in the corner. Sure enough, she found a black headscarf in the corner.

She tied the black headscarf on Sauron's left arm and tied a bow with a smile: "Don't lose it this time."

"Happy birthday~The world's best swordsman Haosang~"

In fact, he hasn't had a birthday in many years. He didn't even remember the date, but he didn't expect Mia to remember it.

The lights in the dim room were not yet lit, and under the hazy moonlight, Zoro's eyes stayed on the slender swan neck of the girl in front of him. The soft and delicate touch seems... a bit impressive.

Zoro's heart trembled and he frowned slightly. There seemed to be some strange memory fragments in his mind.

Is it a dream? In the dream, he seemed to have done something very excessive to Mia...in the water. It seems that I can still hear the sweet voice of the girl in my ears, and I can't help but whimper.

Sensing that something was wrong with Zoro's expression, Mia approached with some worry: "What's wrong, Zoro?"

She stretched out her hand and pressed it on Zoro's forehead, testing his body temperature. The scalding temperature really startled Mia: "It's so hot, do you have a fever?"

Zoro took Mia's hand away with a somewhat unnatural expression, and said stumblingly: "I, I'm fine. Don't get too close..."

He fell into deep self-doubt: Am I a pervert? How could I have such a dream? How could you fantasize about such dirty things to Mia!

"...Why are you blushing?" Mia looked at him suspiciously, always feeling that this guy's reaction was strange.

She took a look and saw that her favorability score was 45? !

Facing the shocked Mia, Zoro seemed to have seen through his mind, and shouted with red ears: "I definitely didn't think about anything strange!"

Mia:...?

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