Ding, your little fool is online

While roaring crazily deep in his heart, Wang Qianyang kept smiling, nodding at Yuan Xing from time to time to indicate that he was watching and listening.

Yuan Xing, who didn't know what Wang Yuyang was thinking at all, continued to change the cards in his hand. You must know that he had not only prepared this one, of course, he had not only prepared this one to scare Lao Wang.

I saw the next one said: "Mr. Happy, can I marry you, marry you?"

This one is when Motoko watched the movie, and thought that the story happened in the time when the heroine got married, so he wrote it as soon as his brain got hot.

Because he was writing while chanting, he unconsciously wrote "Follow you" and "Follow you" twice. I don't know if he stuttered in writing or he was repeating the emphasis.

Pharaoh, who was "proposed" unexpectedly, panicked.

It's over, and the little Xingxing who was raised with so much difficulty becomes stupid when he goes out for a week by himself.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Xing changed the next cardboard: "In this way, even if there is no baby, we can always be together."

This time the two "always" are not stuttering, but really emphasizing my desire to be with Wang Yuyang forever.

The night wind blew, and the lights above his head came on and went off.

The corridor was extremely quiet, and no one spoke, just guarding the silence just right.

Yuan Xing changed the jammed paper in his hand unhurriedly amidst the sound of "crash, clatter".He smiled slightly, put on the two dimples on the corners of his lips, and looked at Wang Yuyang without blinking.

"Candy, fried chicken, pudding, buns, Mr. Happy, and Yuan Xing."

"It's very happy to be with Mr. Happy, so I want to be with Happy all the time. Even if there are no snacks to eat and no drinks... I still want to be with Mr. Happy!"

Looking at the candy fried chicken buns on the cardboard and the three ellipsis dots that seem to have a lot of meaning, Wang Yu was amused, whether he chose me or snacks, he probably chose me reluctantly.

"Anyway, anyway, I want to be with Mr. Happy all the time, even if we're both a hundred years old, we're old."

Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that it should be a long life together, but looking at the idiom with two wrong words in front of him, he also thought it was so cute.

"Because I like it very much, Mr. Happy."

Because it is filled in front of the word "I" with supplementary symbols, it can be seen at a glance that this little star did not manage the sequence and causality of what he said at the beginning, but it doesn't matter, as long as the heart is conveyed.

Crashing, or surprise, or fright, or sweet sentences, word by word, crookedly shaken and fell on the cardboard, and got into Wang Yuyang's eyes together with thousands of stars.

And in his eyes, there is only one brightest little star.

Seeing that the jammed paper in Yuanxing's hand was about to be turned over, the last serious blessing came late——

"Congratulations, Mr. Happy, happy birthday!"

Putting away the jammed paper, Motoko's palms were sticky with sweat.

He raised his head, smiled embarrassedly at Wang Yuyang, and even freed up a hand to scratch his hair. If the light in the corridor was too dark, you might have seen the blush on his face.

And when he flipped through the jammed paper, it only took two seconds to turn the paper, and it only took six or seven seconds to stay, and it might only take two minutes to turn a few sheets.But for these 2 seconds, Motoko felt as if a century had passed.

Not only that, but her face was hot and her heart was beating fast.

Plop, plop, as if a villain was beating a drum in his heart, telling him as he was beating, hurry up and say something.

Driven by the inexplicable villain in his heart, Yuan Xing pursed his lips and whispered, "I, I'm done."

He was embarrassed to say some things, so he used this form to write his thoughts and thoughts on the cardboard.Although it was for Wang Yuyang to read, Yuan Xing also recited it in a low voice in his heart. Before that, he did not know how many times he recited it before he had the courage today.

"Yeah." Wang Yuyang smiled and pulled Yuanxing's hand, "I heard that, thank you Xiao Yuanxing."

"as well as……"

Before Wang Yuyang finished his sentence, he was interrupted by Yuan Xing's exclamation, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Yuan Xing?"

Yuan Xing raised his head and looked at him with some regret: "I, I forgot to play the birthday song."

In the movie clip, the hero is playing Christmas carols while showing the heroine the content of the card.When it came to Yuan Xing, when he was nervous, he forgot the birthday song he had recorded, but unfortunately he sang it several times.

"Birthday song, it's not too late to sing." Wang Yuyang pulled Yuan Xing into the house, "Go into the house, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Standing outside for a long time, wearing only a thin shirt, he was shivering from the cold, and Yuan Xing had already started to sniff his nose.

It was not easy for the little guy to prepare a birthday surprise for him, and he didn't know who taught him not only to have a baby, but also to know that he was married, which almost scared Wang Yuyang.

But isn’t this another kind of change and growth?

Wang Yuyang fetched him a cup of warm water: "Hold your warm hands, take it easy for a while, I'll get you a thick coat later."

Yuan Xing sipped water and sat on the sofa obediently.

Wang Yuyang took his coat, put it on Yuan Xing, and sat beside him. The few cards with writing on them were placed on the coffee table just now, so Wang Yuyang wanted to reach out to take a look, and by the way, he thought in his heart that otherwise Buy a few photo frames and frame these cute cards.

After hearing a "snap!", Yuan Xing slapped those cards, pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously: "No, I can't read any more."

"Why?" Wang Yuyang smiled, and continued to grab those pieces of paper with all his strength, "Isn't this for me?"

Seeing that the jammed paper under his hand was being removed little by little, Yuan Xing quickly put down the cup, slapped it with both hands, and pressed it with all his strength: "Mr. .”

After all, Yuan Xing didn't understand the disparity between himself and Wang Yuyang, so he had to put down the cup, lay down on the whole body, and pressed Wang Yuyang's hand under his body: "Say, you can't watch it if you say it."

Wang Yuyang may also be happy today, with the corners of his lips curved, he reached out to wrap his arms around Yuan Xing's waist, picked up the little guy lying on the table, and put it on his lap.

"Oh." Yuan Xing, who hadn't reacted, instinctively grabbed Wang Yuyang's shirt collar to stabilize his body.

Then I only heard the very rhythmic "snap, bang, bang", and the buttons one after another broke away from the shackles of the cotton thread, and jumped happily to the floor, bouncing for a while before stopping.

Wang Qianyang didn't care, but Yuan Xing's face had already changed from white to crimson visible to the naked eye, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the crack of the ground.

After Wang Yuyang changed his clothes and came out, Yuan Xing had already hid in his room, no matter how much Wang Yuyang coaxed at the door, he couldn't get out, and he was firm in his policy of not opening the door.

Wang Jianyang was crying and laughing outside the door, this is good, the teasing is too much, not only there is no birthday song, but there is no cake.

After thinking about it, Yuan Xing's own minor problem, apart from not stuttering when lying, is that he is particularly prone to "threats".

He knocked on the door lightly again: "Yuan Xing, if I don't come out again, I'll go to bed. If I sleep until the next day, my birthday will be over."

There was a rustling sound from behind the door.

With a "click", the door opened, Yuan Xing with a flushed face stood in front of him, and whispered, "No, don't sleep."

Seeing that Nuomi Ci was fished out by himself, Wang Yuyang would not let go of the opportunity. He picked him up, put Yuan Xing on his lap again like just now, and said to him with a smile: "Isn't there still one more time?" First birthday song? Sing it to me now."

Speaking of which, Wang Yuyang has never heard Yuan Xing sing, and he doesn't know if his voice will be as soft as it is now.

I don't know whether it's shyness or feeling uncomfortable, but Yuan Xing, who is sitting on Wang Yuyang's lap, always twists left and right, doesn't dare to look at Wang Yuyang, and keeps evasive, only the color on his cheeks is always so red, like someone using a brush Like dipped in peach blossom.

Wang Yuyang had never seen Yuan Xing shy like this, and he usually teased him a few times by himself, but Yuan Xing would be fine after a while when he was embarrassed.

But this is just too cute.

When Nuomi Ci has two red cheeks, it becomes an invincible and lovely Nuomi Ci.

Seeing that he was so shy, Wang Yuyang withdrew his thoughts of teasing him, and asked him softly: "Aren't you going to sing? If you don't want to sing, go to sleep, Xiao Yuanxing, it's time to rest."

As he said that, he was about to put him down.

Yuan Xing reached out to grab his collar again, but fortunately this time he was wearing a sweater, and the buttons would not be undone.

"Sing." Yuan Xing whispered, "Sing."

He opened his lips and sang the lyrics from his throat.

When the first word was uttered, the orange light seemed to be crushed, floating in the air, glowing with large clusters of light, lingering around the two of them, singing the song Crochet into a warm and beautiful dream.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you."

The six words were repeated four times with different tones, and Yuan Xing sang the same as he spoke, his tone was soft and glutinous, and he still stuttered, but it was his most genuine and sincere blessing.

"Sheng, happy birthday." Yuan Xing blinked his long eyelashes, and whispered in Wang Yuyang's ear.

"My favorite Mr. Happy."

No stuttering, but no lying either.

I don't know when, the surprise flower on the windowsill quietly blooms, the pink flower looks up to the night sky, and the layers of petals are filled with gentle moonlight.

Even though the name of the flower is unknown, it has achieved today's wonderful surprise.

After a song was sung, Wang Yuyang smiled and said nothing, he stared at Yuan Xing for a long time.

Look at his long and thick eyelashes, gentle drooping eyes, tear mole under his eyes, small and delicate nose, red lips and white teeth.

Yuan Xing became embarrassed again when he was seen, and immediately turned his head, buried his face on Wang Yuyang's shoulder, hiding it tightly, not showing it at all.

Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the little furry head on his shoulders, and smiled.

Be shy and be shy, as long as you are by your side.

The two of them were sticky on the sofa again like in the afternoon, but this time they didn't speak, they just hugged each other, feeling each other's body temperature and heartbeat. Look there, but still dare not look at Wang Jianyang.But Wang Jianyang kept smiling, never leaving Yuan Xing's eyes.

So far, apart from the cake in the refrigerator, Yuan Xing has shaken off all the surprises Yuan Xing prepared for Wang Yuyang, and there is no birthday present. If Wang Yuyang is willing, he can take those few pieces of cardboard as a gift.

Although the gift is not very expensive and luxurious, it is always a thought.

Wang Yuyang even thought about where to hang these cards after they were framed.

Although he already knew that Yuan Xing probably didn't prepare a gift for himself, Wang Yuyang still couldn't help teasing him and asked, "Xiao Yuan Xing, don't I have a gift?"

"Ah." Yuan Xing was taken aback, and pointed his finger in the direction of the kitchen, "Egg, the cake is in the refrigerator."

"I'm not talking about that." Wang Yuyang squinted his eyes, "Shouldn't there be a birthday cake? Otherwise, how would you make a wish? And the present should be an extra."

Hearing him talk about making a wish, Yuan Xing immediately thought of one thing.

He imitated the plot of the movie, but maybe he was in a hurry today and he was a little nervous, so he imitated the four different images.Not only forgot to sing when showing the jam, but also forgot the kiss after that.

According to the process, Yuan Xing was supposed to have a kiss at the end of the surprise.In addition, today is the end of the month, and he who has saved 500 yuan should have a wish, and this wish is also a kiss.

Yuan Xing thought well, one on the left and one on the right, even dreaming about whether the two can be merged into one and become the same as the kiss in the movie.

So he said, "Yes, Mr. Happy, it's the end of the month."

"En." Wang Yuyang was twirling his fingers around a lock of his hair, understanding what Yuan Xing said, "It's the end of the month, does Yuan Xing have any wishes? Or is there a gift you want?"

After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, obviously it was him who celebrated his birthday today, how come wishes and gifts have become Yuan Xing.

Yuan Xing pointed at his own cheek: "Yes, I want to kiss. And then, in the movie, I also kissed at the end. So, so, I want two."

There may be some problems with his ability to express, but Wang Qianyang still understood.

Wang Yuyang thought of that movie when he saw Yuan Xing showing the jammed paper to himself. He also knew that after the male protagonist left after playing Christmas carols, the female protagonist chased him out, and then the two kissed.

Although that kiss was not lustful, it was just a symbol of friendship and a response to admiration.

But Yuan Xing, no way.

Wang Jianyang immediately shook his head: "No."

Yuan Xing blinked, last time his wish was to get a kiss on the face, Mr. Happy only kissed his finger, and then pressed his face to make up for it.

Another month passed this time, but Wang Jianyang still refused.

Yuan Xing lowered his head in disappointment, thinking that his wish might never come true.

He muttered in a low voice: "Mr. Happy, little, cheapskate."

Although the voice was low, Wang Yuyang still heard it. He pretended to be angry and asked, "What is Xiao Yuanxing talking about?"

Yuan Xing turned his head and seemed to have a temper: "No, there is nothing."

Seeing his little awkwardness, Wang Yuyang didn't bother to argue with him, coughed lightly and said: "I can't say it, it's just the kiss in the movie, it won't work, let's talk about it when my Xiao Yuanxing turns 18 and grows up." ,but……"

While he was speaking, Yuan Xing also slowly turned his head to look at him, his lips parted slightly, his eyelashes blinked, and his dark pupils were shining brightly.

"As for Xiao Yuanxing's wish, it's possible."

After speaking, a soft kiss landed on the side of Yuanxing's face.

At the same time, the little stars in his eyes also popped out at once.