The little man on the apex

A few days after the Lantern Festival, it will be Yuanxi's birthday.

On his birthday, Yuan Xi personally made bracelets and pouches, as well as a bowl of such delicious longevity noodles.

Therefore, Yan Heyi began to think about it a long time ago, and felt that she must surpass Yuan Xi and give him a better birthday.

Longevity noodles are easy to make, and it's easy to buy some Yuan Xi's favorite food, and seriously cook a large table of dishes. However, Yan Heyi thought a lot about the birthday gift.

While Zhao Jing was at home, Yan Heyi fell in love with him and pestered him to teach her how to do carpentry.

In fact, Yan Heyi can do some simple carpentry. The purple bamboo brush that Yuanxi gave to Yuan Xi last time was very delicately made, so she got started very quickly.

He found a piece of wood with no blemishes, and planned to carve a set of chicken cubs, and he did it according to the picture of "Little Ancestor Teasing Chickens".

After carving out all seven chicken cubs, they were carefully painted. A row of chicken cubs with different shapes really looked like they were alive.

On the day of Yuan Xi's birthday, Yan Heyi got up and made breakfast, then sat by the bed and waited for Yuan Xi to wake up, then put on the newly made clothes for him, helped him wash up, and brought him a bowl of hot longevity noodles .

He ordered sesame sesame oil with two poached eggs on top, the same as what Yuanxi made for him.

"Let's eat noodles first." He rubbed Yuan Xi's head, "Longevity noodles."

"Yeah." Yuan Xi nodded obediently, immersed himself in eating the noodles, and even drank up the noodle soup.

"Brother," Yuan Xi licked his lips, then leaned over and put his arms around Yan Heyi's neck, "Hurry up, birthday gift."

He had inquired from Zhou Ziyu a long time ago, saying that Yan Heyi followed Zhao Jing to carve wood all day long, and he was almost stupid. Zhou Ziyu glanced at it quietly, and saw that it was a pile of wooden chickens.

Yan Heyi opened the closet and took out a wooden box for him, "Hey, see if you like it."

Yuan Xi slowly opened the wooden box, only to see that there were really a bunch of wooden chicken cubs inside, seven in total, the eldest, second to seventh babies, all of them delicate and agile.

"Wow—" Yuan Xi exclaimed somewhat exaggeratedly, "It's as if it's real."

"There's even Xiao Hei, look at the short legs, they look really good."

Opposite Ji Zai'er, Yan Heyi also carved a wooden ball, stretching out his front paws towards them, looking mean.

Yan Heyi was very satisfied with Yuanxi's reaction, "I knew Ziyu was going to reveal it to you, so my husband saved his hand. He got up quietly these few nights and carved another dumpling."

Holding the wooden dumpling, Yuan Xi took another look at the real dumpling that jumped into the chicken coop in the yard to make a fuss with the eldest child, "This wooden one is more likable than that one."

After breakfast, they called Zhao Jing and Zhou Ziyu to celebrate Zhou Hongxi's birthday together.

A few days ago, Zhou Hongxi had just married Chang Ying, and the red silk at home had not been picked yet, and the yard was full of joy.

After a few people drank some wine and played the leaf show all afternoon, Yuan Xi returned home with Yan Heyi with a big bag of birthday presents.

After walking such a long way, as soon as he got home, Yuanxi's stomach growled again. Yan Heyi put several plates of his favorite snacks on the table, made hot honey water, and went into the kitchen to make dinner .

What the little ancestor likes most is eating, and it's his birthday again, so he has to pay attention to all three meals.

As soon as it got dark, Yan Heyi's meal was ready.

"Come on," he pushed Yuan Xi down on the chair, "for your birthday, let Xianggong serve you."

He entered the kitchen and brought ready-made meals, such as braised spring bamboo shoots in oil, stewed pig's trotters, vegetable tofu soup, steamed sea bass...a large table was packed.

"Wow——" Yuan Xi swallowed, but the expression of surprise was real, "Brother, this is too fragrant!"

"I said I wanted to eat the fish that you and Brother Hongxi caught that day, but you didn't cook it. You said you wanted to raise it for a few days. It turned out to be for my birthday."

"That's right," Yan Heyi poured tofu soup into a porcelain bowl for him with a spoon, "Sister Xianggong started preparing for your birthday a few days ago."

On birthdays, of course, she doesn't need to eat by herself. Yan Heyi wiped Yuanxi's hands with a damp cloth, and then began to feed him. A mouthful of meat, a mouthful of rice, and a sip of tofu soup to moisten it, just like feeding a baby.

"Brother, let's eat together." Yuan Xi fed Yan Heyi a mouthful of fish.

The perch was delicious, and it was fed by her husband, Yan Heyi ate happily.

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"Ah—" Yuan Xi rubbed his chubby belly, "I'm so full!"

He ate almost non-stop all day long, and it was all he liked. Yuan Xi celebrated his birthday with great joy.

Normally, Yan Heyi wouldn't let Yuanxi do housework, and it was her birthday, and she didn't even let him clean up the bowls, she just needed to move a stool to sit beside him, and play with the dumplings while accompanying him.

After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, it was time for Yan Heyi to take a bath, but he couldn't wait to be intimate with Yuan Xi.

As the weather gradually warmed up, it was safe to take a bath without being afraid of the wind. The two of them sat together in the bathtub and messed around for a long time, wetting the floor of the shower cubicle.

Yan Heyi suddenly saw Yuan Xi's chest, which was wet with water, and was more greedy than usual... um... touching...

When he first met Yuan Xi, he ran with his family for a long time, his body was thin and lean, until they got married, Yuan Xi got a little fatter, but his breasts still had no flesh, Yan Heyi felt distressed every day looking at it, thinking about it To take good care of people.

After another winter, Yuan Xi finally gained some weight, and his cheeks were more comfortable to pinch than before.

This is her husband, Yan Heyi felt that she didn't need to hold back, so she wrapped her arms around his waist and put her lips together.

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After bathing cleanly, Yan Heyi stepped out of the tub, dried her body and put on clothes, then fished out Yuanxi, wrapped it in cotton cloth, and carefully wiped off the water on his body.

Then, she dressed him in obscene clothes and put on her long gown, then hugged his legs and picked him up horizontally, put him on the bed and stuffed him into the quilt.

The bathtub in the kitchen cubicle hadn't been cleaned yet, Yan Heyi's obsession with cleanliness was committed again at this moment, and she just threw down the handsome husband with half-shouldered shoulders and a shy face under the bed, and got up to clean the bathtub.

Yuan Xi pulled the quilt up with his mouth curled up, and stared hard at Yan Heyi's back.

Yan Heyi tidied up the kitchen compartment, entered the room and closed the door, and saw that the bed curtain had been put down.

Little ancestor, this is... just for fun?

Yan Heyi walked over lightly, "Be careful, Mr. Xianggong is here——"

As soon as he lifted the bed curtain, he saw that Yuan Xi had wrapped himself up tightly, buried most of his head in the quilt, and kept his back to him without saying a word.

Yan Heyi immediately understood that she was angry.

Why are you angry again?

Yan Heyi took off her outer shirt, lifted the quilt and slipped in, tightly wrapping her arms around Yuan Xi's waist, "What's wrong with my Yuan Xi? Are you angry with Mr. Xiang?"

"Why are you angry?" Yuan Xi pushed Yan Heyi's hand away vigorously, "It's not like everyone is like my brother, who gets angry every now and then."

Yan Heyi knew that Yuanxi was starting to turn over old scores again, so she hurriedly leaned close to her, hugged him into her arms, and kissed him lightly on the lobe of his ear.

After kissing and kissing, Yuan Xi's whole body softened, and he began to moan uncontrollably in his throat.

Yan Heyi turned Yuan Xi around and kissed him on the lips.

On Yuan Xi's birthday, Yan Heyi had made sufficient preparations. In the past few days, he had been holding the stone pier in the yard for half an hour, gathering all his energy, and planned to perform well on Yuan Xi's birthday night.

After kissing Yuan Xi softly, Yan Heyi began to gently untie his obscene clothes, and now Yan Heyi is very proficient at this.

"Brother," Yuan Xi suddenly grabbed Yan Heyi's wrist, "This is my birthday, you...do you...want...to serve...me..."

"Serve you?" Yan Heyi didn't realize it for a while, "I'll help you feed, squeeze your shoulders and take a shower? Are you... hungry?"

Yuan Xi hooked Yan Heyi's obscene collar with his fingertips, and pulled him towards her, "I'm not hungry, it's just...I think...Brother...Hungry."

"Me?" Yan Heyi hesitated for a moment, then suddenly understood, "Yes, I'm hungry."

He lowered his head and kissed Yuan Xi's lips, and then slowly moved his jaw, earlobes, shoulder sockets, chest, and hip bones, until he felt that Yuan Xi's whole body became warm.

"Brother..." Yuan Xi suddenly felt shy, "You, don't keep staring there..."

Gao Yue was still lighting the candles, and the two of them just closed the gauze again. The candlelight shone in and turned crimson, shining on Yuan Xi's body, and there was a hint of fragrance.

Similarly, every part of his body was also very clear. Yan Heyi just stared so straightly that Yuan Xi bit the corner of the quilt lightly. The redness on his face was not sure whether it was reflected by the veil or swelled by himself.

"Okay." Yan Heyi agreed, rubbed it lightly, and put it in her mouth, her movements were extremely careful and meticulous.

Yuan Xi often thinks that he is really blessed to meet such a gentle husband-in-law as Yan Heyi.

Yan Heyi was supposed to be a piece of ice, hard and frightening to the touch, but when she met Yuan Xi, she melted in a hurry and turned into warm water, protecting him softly.

"Hmm..." Yuan Xi was a little confused, and inserted his fingertips into Yan Heyi's hair, rubbing it vigorously.

Usually, Yan Heyi wears his crown neatly and meticulously, just like a person in a painting. After taking a bath at night, his hair is loosely draped, giving him a different style.

Yuan Xi likes to bury his face in his Yan Heyi's hair, smell the smell vigorously, and then nestle on his shoulder as if drunk, drunk.

The toes suddenly curled up, Yuan Xi tightly grasped Yan Heyi's hair, and unconsciously put his legs together.

Yan Heyi slowly climbed up, lay on Yuan Xi's body, and gave him some of the things in her mouth.

"Brother," Yuan Xi frowned slightly, "It's a bit fishy..."

"Really?" Yan Heyi savored contentedly, and ate a little bit of what was protruding from the corner of Yuanxi's mouth, "I like it."

During the Chinese New Year, Yan Heyi said that he wanted Yuan Xi to be on top, and the two of them struggled for a long time before they succeeded. This time, he wanted to try again, so he turned over and hugged Yuan Xi on his body.

When they were free in winter, the two of them would often lie on the bed and read a book. There was a small stove next to the bed, with chestnuts and sweet potatoes roasted on it, and the whole room was warm.

The serious books sold in the bookstores in the town are always very rough in printing, but the vernacular books sold are extremely carefully printed, and the pictures on them are very clear.

The two of them read a lot of these scripts together, and gained some new understanding of things in bed, especially the various postures in the illustrations of those scripts, which they had carefully read several times, as if they were writing. You can draw a few pictures.

Of course, it is temporarily stopped at the theoretical stage...

However, no, the two of them have already started to practice slowly.

"Brother..." Yuan Xi's hands were a little flustered, his face was flushed, and his voice trembled slightly when he spoke, "It seems... not very good..."

Yan Heyi waited patiently, "You... rub back and forth."

"Oh." Yuan Xi obeyed.

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After tossing for a long time, the two succeeded.

This time, Yan Heyi worked extraordinarily hard. Half an hour later, Yuan Xi leaned contentedly on Yan Heyi's chest, her whole body became limp, "Brother, it's a great birthday..."

Yan Heyi pinched his lips, "Did you say that it would be good to have some delicious food on your birthday, or is it something else?"

"There are delicious food, very good," Yuan Xi raised his eyes to stare at Yan Heyi, "The other ones are also very good..."

"What next?" Yan Heyi knew what he meant, but still pretended not to understand, and wanted him to say it by herself.

Yuan Xi put his lips close to Yan Heyi's ear, said a few words in a low voice, and then quickly buried his face in his arms.

"Really?" Yan Heyi was flattered by the praise, "I...so...good?"

"Really." Yuan Xi nodded slightly.