Sexy! Secretly sweet! Black Moonlight dressed as a yandere!

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Silian sat down on the chair next to Fu Shidu, holding her chin, her eyes bright as she saw the man pick up a mouthful of noodles with chopsticks and eat it, so she hurriedly asked.

Although Silian thinks that her cooking talent is not bad, she still needs the approval of the birthday girl tonight before she can pass the test.

"It's delicious." Fu Shidu replied. A man who has little appetite for food, even if the food made by the chefs who support the back kitchen with a lot of money is just acceptable, he is not stingy at all in praising his little wife, "This is the best food I have ever eaten in my life." The most delicious noodles.”

In this case, it is undoubtedly the highest compliment for a person who cooks food carefully.

Silian was a little happy in her heart, but she said modestly: "It just tastes ordinary, not as exaggerated as you said. Fu Shidu, please don't coax me."

Silian still knew how much her cooking skills weighed.

There is no way you can beat a professional chef.

"I'm not trying to trick you, but it's really delicious." Fu Shidu raised his eyebrows slightly and picked up a noodle very elegantly, "If you don't believe me, try it yourself."

Silian shook her head, "No, longevity noodles are for you to eat yourself. Wouldn't sharing them with others be equivalent to sharing a thin lifespan?... Hmm."

As soon as he finished speaking, the noodles were stuffed into his mouth.

I heard the man sneer casually, "I'm still very superstitious at a young age."

Silian: "..."

Silian covered her lips and had to swallow what was in her mouth.

Then, the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth pointed at the Buddhist beads on the man's wrist and said slightly unconvinced: "You are still telling me that you are wearing this yourself."

Fu Shidu pinched Silian's cheek gently with his fingertips, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "I've been wearing these things since I was a child. I'm just used to it. I don't believe in gods and Buddhas. And...are you sure you want to wear it tonight?" Talk back to me, baby?”

Silian wanted to say that there really are gods in the world, but after hearing the second half of Fu Shidu's sentence, he swallowed it silently.

Well, today is his birthday.

Silian, we won’t talk back to him.

It's rare for a young man to be so well-behaved. Fu Shidu originally didn't have a clear idea about birthdays. He didn't do this very much before, but now he felt that celebrating birthdays seemed... not bad.

The man raised his lips, stretched out his hand towards the young man whose appearance became more and more charming in the snowy night, and said in a soft voice: "Lianlian, come here."

"Fu Shidu, what are you doing? The noodles will get cold if you don't eat them." As he said this, Silian still put her hand into the man's palm with some obedience.

Then Fu Shidu pulled him in front of him, hugged his waist, and Silian was lifted into his lap.

Fu Shidu circled the young man's soft and graceful waist with one hand, picked up the chopsticks with the other hand, and whispered next to Silian's delicate ear bone, "Eat with me."

"..." Silian said, "Fu Shidu, otherwise I can eat with you."

He hasn't had dinner tonight either.

Fu Shidu curled his lips slightly, "But, this is what I want you to do tonight...eat with me, isn't it okay?"

"Okay, you can say whatever you want tonight." At the end, Silian muttered in a low voice, "I really like you."

"Then eat noodles with me first." Although there were all kinds of dazzling foods on the long dining table, Fu Shidu seemed to have a special liking for the bowl of longevity noodles. Even Silian himself said: "After a few bites of longevity noodles, it seems like That’s fine. If you don’t have to finish it, why don’t you eat something else?”

"Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat anymore after finishing the noodles. The kitchen prepared a very sumptuous dish tonight, all to celebrate your birthday."

Silian wanted the man not to let Mr. Chef down.

Fu Shidu said: "Those dishes can be eaten at any time, but the longevity noodles made by Lianlian are our first time, so naturally we have to finish them."

like--

What he makes is not a bowl of noodles.

But... what a treasure.

The boy's ears were slightly warm, with a hint of blush. He pursed his bright lips and said in a soft voice: "Fu Shidu, you don't have to do this. I can do it for you every birthday in the future."

Hearing this, the man chuckled.

every year thereafter.

He likes this word.

Like... it can last forever.

However, the bowl of noodles in front of him was also his wife's wish.

To him, it is extremely precious.

Can't waste it.

In the end, the bowl of longevity noodles was shared by two people.

Originally Silian wanted to refuse.

Fu Shidu didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he did.

There are always some taboos in my heart.

It was feared that Fu Shidu's life would be shortened.

However, the man lowered his dark eyes and chuckled a little carelessly: "If I give you a life span, then it doesn't matter. There is nothing wrong with dying with us, Lian Lian."

...

After a rather sweet dinner, the snowy night outside the glass house was strong, and Silian suggested going out for a walk.

Of course Fu Shidu had no objection and put a black coat on Silian, completely wrapping the slender young man in the coat.

While the man lowered his eyebrows slightly and fastened the buttons of his coat with jade-like fingertips, Silian stood slightly on tiptoes, raised her hands, and put the scarf hidden behind her around the man's neck.

"This... is also a gift! If you don't like it, you don't have to wear it. It's for you anyway!" After sending it, the young man said a brief sentence and walked out of the glass greenhouse first as if he had been granted amnesty.

That way, even his back seemed to be showing a kind of embarrassment.

No way, Silian thought that the scarf he knitted was a bit useless.

Fu Shidu looked at Silian's back, which was almost "fleeing", and then lowered his eyes at the ugly scarf hanging around his neck. The man couldn't help but laugh. His handsome and magnificent face almost overwhelmed the flowers in the entire glass flower house. Compare them all.

His wife...

Sometimes it's really cute and awkward.

Thinking of this, Fu Shidu also walked out with careless steps.

The moment Fu Shidu walked into the snowy night, fireworks were set off from the ground, spewing out as brilliantly as trees and silver flowers, illuminating the surrounding area as bright as day.

It also allowed Fu Shidu to clearly capture the young man's figure.

Silian was half-bent, squatting in front of the last barrel of fireworks. He was holding a lighter in his hand and lighting the fuse. The hem of his black coat fell slightly on the snow.

Fu Shidu walked towards him step by step.

When he walked in front of Silian, the fireworks were brilliantly lit.

Silian quickly stood up and ducked to the side, just in time to hide in the man's arms.

Throwing yourself into someone's arms is just such a coincidence.

Everything is so timely.

Fu Shidu slightly pinched the delicate mandible of the boy in his arms, forcing him to raise his head, biting those two tender and soft lips, and penetrated every inch of it with burning heat.

They kissed passionately under the fireworks on a snowy night.