After eating, Chi Mo went into the room, changed into out clothes and came out.

"Brother Chi, do you want to go out?"

After finally having a rest day, Bai Hao thought he would sleep for another day like before.

"Yeah." Chi Mo nodded, and didn't say where he was going, so Bai Hao had no choice but to put on his coat and follow.

The black sports car drove out of the underground garage and gradually mixed into the city's traffic. Bai Hao looked at the dead branches on the roadside. Winter was his least favorite season, it was cold and dry.

He buried himself under the loose white down jacket, and the air conditioner in the car was fully turned on, but his fingertips still felt cold and numb.

He turned his head to look at Chi Mo, the neckline of the black sweater was raised high, a black peaked cap on his head, and a mask and sunglasses necessary for travel. He wanted to see his expression now, but his face was covered Be strict.

"Brother Chi, are you going to the supermarket?" Bai Hao got out of the car and followed Chi Mo to the entrance of the supermarket, only then did he know the destination of his trip.

Chi Mo didn't speak, and pushed a shopping cart from the side. Compared with his huge height, the shopping cart looked extraordinarily small.

Bai Hao smiled and walked to his side, "Let me push."

Chi Mo didn't refuse, and the two walked around the supermarket side by side.

The most ordinary and mundane activities like this are often what he desires the most. The career of a singer has given him a lot of aura, and at the same time deprived him of his freedom. He can't remember the last time he went to the supermarket , a long time ago anyway.

The appearance of the two of them is undoubtedly a sight. Their height alone is enough to attract the attention of passers-by, not to mention their unconcealable noble temperament. Bai Hao is a little flustered, and he probably won't be recognized by others, Chi Mo is armed enough I can't see my face...

Just thinking about it, Chi Mo took off his sunglasses, revealing his deep eyebrows.

Bai Hao turned sideways slightly, "Brother Chi, you'd better put on your sunglasses, I'm afraid people will recognize you later."

If they were stuck in the supermarket, he would not be able to handle it alone, and thinking about the scene would give him a headache.

Chi Mo didn't lift his head, and put a bag of vegetables in the car, "No, I can't see clearly."

"Uh..." What can I do when I meet such a headstrong boss, I can only endure it, Bai Hao silently prays in his heart not to be recognized.

After walking around, Bai Hao found that Chi Mo bought all kinds of ingredients, and he would pick up each of them to have a look. Seeing this posture, he felt a bit like a housewife.

They had been standing at the meat counter for several minutes, and Chi Mo had picked up almost every box. Bai Hao asked curiously, "Brother Chi, how do you choose this beef?"

"I don't know, I only pick the good-looking ones." After speaking, Chi Mo nodded to a box of snowflake cows, seeming very satisfied.

Only pick good-looking ones?There is no doubt about color control.

Bai Hao smiled perfunctorily, thinking that he was very powerful, but it turned out that he was just pretending.

"Brother Chi, are you going to cook for yourself tonight?"

"Otherwise why am I here?"

Bai Hao pursed his lips, and asked the question in his heart, "Is it because of my birthday?"

Chi Mo froze for a second, did not answer, just glanced at him lightly, pushed the car and walked forward.

It appears to be.

Bai Hao snickered, and followed up nervously, "Wait for me."

"Brother Chi, buy some ribs, I want to drink lotus root ribs soup."

"Can you make chicken wings?"

"I don't want to eat this, how about lettuce instead?"

……

After shopping in the supermarket, the two returned home with two big bags of ingredients. According to this amount, let alone a meal, it was enough for a week.

Bai Hao stood in the kitchen, watching Chi Mo organize things in the refrigerator, and felt that he should also contribute, "Let me put it away."

Chi Mo slammed the refrigerator door shut and leaned in, as if to guard the refrigerator to the death.

Bai Hao raised his hand and took a step back. He just wanted to help, so why not react so much.

"Go and sit in the living room, don't get in the way here."

Bai Hao pinched his nose, "Then if you need help, just let me know, and I can help you."

The screen of the TV in the living room changed over and over again. Bai Hao held the remote control and pressed it absently, and glanced at the kitchen from time to time.

It's not that he doesn't care about Chi Mo's craftsmanship. He has eaten noodles made by him before, but it's just that he keeps the boss busy in the kitchen while he watches TV leisurely. This feeling makes him feel like he's sitting on pins and needles.

After working for about two hours, Chi Mo brought the last dish to the table, and took the cake out of the refrigerator while the people in the living room were not paying attention.

The cake was delivered by Xiaolu while the two of them were going to the supermarket in the afternoon.

Chi Mo inserted the candle with the number 23 on the cake, held it carefully in his hand, walked to the entrance and pressed the light switch.

The light suddenly went out, Bai Hao turned his head with a premonition, Chi Mo was standing by the dining table with a cake, his face was clearly reflected by the candlelight, it seemed that under the dense candlelight, he looked extraordinarily handsome and cold .

Bai Hao turned off the TV, and there was only one light source left in the whole room. He slowly walked towards the only light.

All sounds were amplified in the dark night. He could hear the humming and roaring of electrical appliances, the ticking of the sink pipes, and the low, magnetic voice in his ear, "Happy Birthday."

Bai Hao raised his smiling face and met those piercing eyes. Even in such a warm atmosphere, Chi Mo still had no expression on his face.

"Make a wish."

Bai Hao clasped his hands tightly to his chin and closed his eyes.

The bright candlelight reflected on his pure face, and the reflection of the eyelashes trembled slightly with the flickering candlelight, and Chi Mo had an illusion for a moment, as if the face in front of him at this moment gradually overlapped with the photo on the side cabinet of the bedroom, and the facial features were nothing The change is just scaled up, this feeling is so magical.

"call……"

Bai Hao opened his eyes, blew out the candle in one breath, and the lights in the room turned on again.

His attention was on those two flames just now, and he finally saw the whole picture of the cake. It was a light blue fondant cake, made in the shape of a beach, and there were two little boys in Q version on it, one Wearing a white T-shirt, he was squatting on the ground and digging sand, while another little boy in black, wearing sunglasses, was standing beside him with the corner of his mouth tilted and looking at him.

Isn't this the scene when they filmed the MV in Haishi?

Bai Hao smiled, and deliberately teased, "Why are you on my birthday cake?"

Chi Mo raised his eyebrows, "Because I bought it."

The expression of the stinky fart is really similar.

"Wow, it's so rich, the two of us can't finish it." Bai Hao just paid attention to the dinner on the table, and counted six dishes and one soup. It seems that he really knows more than just noodles.

"Coke chicken wings, spicy chicken, and pepper beef tenderloin are all my favorites."

Chi Mo tried his best to hide the slightly raised corners of his mouth, pretending not to care, "Do whatever you want, try it first."

Bai Hao picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, stomped his feet unconsciously, and said happily, "It's delicious, super super delicious."

The diced chicken is spicy, but it feels sweet in the mouth, and there is a warm feeling in my heart. I haven't felt this way for a long time, or I have never felt this way.

The person in front of him was Chi Mo, a shining person who would roll up his sleeves and work in the kitchen for so long for him.

There is an inexplicable illusion in my heart.

Shouldn't it?

Bai Hao raised his head blankly with his chopsticks in hand, facing Shangchi Mo's deep eyes.

How come he looks so handsome.

In the next second, Bai Hao retracted his eyes with guilt, and took a few mouthfuls of rice indiscriminately. The food must be so delicious that he started to think wildly.

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