reborn concubine

Ninety-ninth Chongyang is also Han Chongyuan's 22nd birthday. Just after dawn, Mu Wenxuan wanted to get up early to arrange a birthday party for Han Chongyuan. With Wenxuan's smooth back, he said slowly in a deep voice: "My birthday, there is nothing to do, as long as you stay with me."

"How can I do that!" Mu Wenxuan's back felt a little itchy as Han Chongyuan caressed him, so he quickly turned around and pinched Han Chongyuan's nose, "You are the head of the Han family, and some people have brought birthday gifts early. If you are willing to do a big job, the face-saving project is still to be done.”

"It's up to you." Han Chongyuan pulled Mu Wenxuan's little hand and kissed it, and said softly, "I don't want you to work too hard. I leave these small things to the housekeeper. For this year's birthday, I just want to spend it alone with you."

"Okay!" Mu Wenxuan kissed Han Chongyuan's lips and said with a smile, "I will celebrate your birthday alone tonight."

The two got bored on the bed for a while, and when they got up, Qiu Shui came in with a tray, saluted with a smile, "Maiden, congratulate the young master on his birthday, and wish the young master a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan!" Han Chongyuan signaled her to get up. , Qiushui put the exquisite small bowl on the table, "This is the longevity noodles sent by Uncle and Ming. My uncle told you to get up and eat the evening noodles first."

Mu Wenxuan opened the lid of the bowl and smelled a clear fragrance. There was a group of noodles as transparent as silver threads nestled in the rich clear soup. He asked curiously, "What kind of noodles is this? Why is it so strange? It doesn't look like it's made from flour." of."

"Since my mother passed away, my uncle and Ming uncle will give me a bowl of longevity noodles for my birthday every year." Han Zhongyuan said, "It's just that every year, the ingredients for this noodle are different. Then let Uncle Ming make noodles into noodles and give them to me as birthday noodles on the day of Jiujiu Chongyang."

Mu Wenxuan understood it, and said that the noodles were not made of flour. Mu Wenxuan tried the noodles and the temperature was just right, and pushed it in front of Han Chongyuan: "This is good for your health, eat it quickly."

Han Chongyuan hugged Mu Wenxuan in his arms, took a sip of the soup and passed it towards Mu Wenxuan's mouth: "Your body is so dark that you can't stand the ingredients in it, you can take a sip of this soup, try Uncle Ming's handicrafts .”

Mu Wenxuan swallowed, and a strange taste rushed straight into his throat. At first, he couldn't tell whether it was sour or astringent, but gradually a hint of sweetness came out of his mouth, and then his stomach was burning like fire, and his body became hot uncontrollably. His complexion also began to turn rosy, and Mu Wenxuan frowned.

"It's so hot, why is it so strange!"

"What, is it uncomfortable?" Han Chongyuan was shocked. He was afraid that Mu Wenxuan's body would not be able to bear such a yang thing, so he just fed Mu Wenxuan a mouthful of hot food. He didn't expect Mu Wenxuan's body to react so strongly. Han Chongyuan He hurriedly examined Mu Wenxuan's pulse and felt that Mu Wenxuan's pulse was stable, so he was relieved.

"Fortunately, it's not uncomfortable, but my body is a little hot." Mu Wenxuan knew that this bowl of noodles was made of very rare medicinal materials. Han Chongyuan walked on the tip of a knife all year round, and the dangers he encountered were unpredictable. In Mu Wenxuan's heart, thinking about it made him afraid, so Mu Wenxuan signaled Han Chongyuan to eat quickly and not to waste these precious ingredients.

During the day, the Han family held hundreds of birthday banquets, and Han Chongyuan just came out to say hello casually, had a few drinks with Han Yuancheng's good friends, and then went back to the bedroom early to have lunch with Mu Wenxuan.

The reason Mu Wenxuan was not allowed to come out was because Han Chongyuan couldn't bear the hot eyes of others looking at Mu Wenxuan, so Han Chongyuan would not let Mu Wenxuan come out if it was not a particularly important occasion. Xi Jing also doesn't like such noisy occasions, and the most important thing is that Mu Wenxuan also dislikes those eyes sticking to him.

In the evening, Mu Wenxuan personally made a cream cake for Han Chongyuan's birthday.

Mu Wenxuan put the small cream cake on the table. Mu Wenxuan took Han Chongyuan's hand to the table, put candles on the cake, lit the candles, and sang a birthday song in a low voice. After singing the birthday song, Mu Wenxuan smiled and said to Han Chongyuan: "Chongyuan, come! Blow out the candles, and then make a wish, your wish will definitely come true."

"I don't care if my wish comes true or not." After blowing out the candles, Han Chongyuan embraced Mu Wenxuan's waist, bit Mu Wenxuan's earlobe lightly, and said softly: "I only hope that Xuan'er will be my Han Chongyuan's person forever and ever." .”

Mu Wenxuan met Han Chongyuan's deep eyes, and softly echoed, "Yes! We will never leave each other forever."

Han Chongyuan hugged Mu Wenxuan, lowered his head and kissed Mu Wenxuan's pink lips deeply, Mu Wenxuan raised his head, opened his lips and teeth to respond to Han Chongyuan's passionate kiss.

"Chongyuan, happy birthday!" Mu Wenxuan touched a piece of cake with his hand, and put it in Han Chongyuan's mouth, "Try the cake I specially made for you, will you try it?"

"Delicious!" Han Chongyuan sucked on Mu Wenxuan's finger and refused to let go for a long time, "Can Xuan'er dance a solo for me?"

Mu Wenxuan: ",,,,,,"

Mu Wenxuan suddenly thought of a movie in his previous life, where Zeng Zhiwei played the scene of Zhuge Liang holding the zither and beating wildly. If Han Chongyuan played music like this, Mu Wenxuan would think about that scene, and his whole body would be in a bad mood.

"Xuan'er, what are you thinking about?" Han Chongyuan lifted Mu Wenxuan's lower lip, lightly bit Mu Wenxuan's lower lip, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said dangerously, "Don't think about things I don't know!"

Mu Wenxuan smiled against his will: "No!"

Han Chongyuan: ",,,,,,"

Mu Wenxuan hurriedly said: "I'm thinking that the dance we had in the previous life was done by two people together. It is especially suitable for dancing between lovers. Today I really want to dance with you. How about it?"

Han Chongyuan: ",,,,,,"

Han Chongyuan's expression was subtle, he had never danced before.

"I'll teach you, it's very simple."

Mu Wenxuan took Han Chongyuan's hand and arrived at the open space in the middle of the bedroom. The two stood facing each other. Mu Wenxuan held Han Chongyuan's waist with his right hand, let Han Chongyuan's left hand rest on his shoulder, his own left hand and Han Chongyuan's right hand Hold each other, and move slowly.

Although Mu Wenxuan looks indistinguishable from male and female, there is a very manly soul living in his heart. Today he danced the male step, and he was a little happy in his heart. Mu Wenxuan felt a little carried away when he danced, and felt that he was really It's like hugging Han Chongyuan.

Han Chongyuan: ",,,,,,"

Han Chongyuan looked at Mu Wenxuan with bright eyebrows, and always felt that this posture was a bit peaceful. This dance is not fancy, but there is a warm and ambiguous feeling in it, which makes the dancers enjoy this kind of fun involuntarily. Since it is a couple's dance, it must be There are differences between men and women, Han Zhongyuan and Mu Wenxuan exchanged their positions calmly, wrapped his right hand around Mu Wenxuan's waist, and wrapped Mu Wenxuan's entire body in his arms, left hand and Mu Wenxuan's right hand Ten fingers clasped together, the silver pair of rings glowed faintly under the bright candlelight.

Han Chongyuan bit Mu Wenxuan's ear, and said softly: "Xuan'er, this dance should be done like this!"

Mu Wenxuan: ",,,,,,,"

This man is really not easy to fool!

"Xuan'er danced wrong today." Jumping to the emotional point, Han Chongyuan hugged Mu Wenxuan horizontally, pressed Mu Wenxuan on the bed, and said scorchingly, "Today I will punish you."

Mu Wenxuan kissed Han Chongyuan's lips, his dark pupils reflected Han Chongyuan's handsome face, and said slowly: "Today is your birthday, everything is up to you."

The clothes were thrown out from the bed curtain, igniting the deep affection in the room. Mu Wenxuan's white body was embedded in the soft quilt, bearing the man's domineering ask-take and give-give, Han Zhongyuan tightened his grip. Tightly lock the people under him, swaying enthusiasm again and again, as if wanting to melt all the love into Mu Wenxuan's body, until the prosperity is gone, the world is barren, and the only person under him is what he wants most.

The breeze blew past, blowing into the bedroom through the gap in the window, setting off a warm scene in the green gauze tent. Mu Wenxuan's eyes were slightly closed, and the long eyelashes were still wet, and the finger with the ring was gently holding Han Chongyuan's long hair , Han Chongyuan hugged the sleeping person in his arms tightly, peace and happiness filled his heart!