Shen Xitong enjoyed this high-profile life, but it wasn't enough, she wanted to grab all the attention that fell on Shen Qinglan, including that man. She wants the man to understand that she is the only woman who can stand side by side with him.
The relationship between the two has never been good. In the past, Shen Xitong was willing to pretend, but since the last time she was stabbed by Shen Qinglan in front of Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan, she didn't even bother to do it on the surface. Shen Qinglan also rarely returned to Shen's house, and the number of times they met each other was very limited.
It's a pity that she knew it too late this time, so that Shen Qinglan could get away from such a scandal so easily. If she was... Shen Xitong thought to herself, what a pity, such a good opportunity.
Shen Qinglan didn't stay at the Shen's house for a long time, just chatted with Sister Song for a while, and left after begging for a dish.
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It's the end of the month in a flash. Today is the day Fu Hengyi comes back. Shen Qinglan only spoke with him last night, knowing that he would be home at noon.
Shen Qinglan woke up early in the morning. She first cleaned the house, making sure it was spotless inside and out. Then she went to the supermarket to bring a truckload of ingredients home. Only then did she tie her hair and roll up her sleeves. into the kitchen.
In the past two weeks, she ran to the compound almost every day, and learned cooking skills from Aunt Song or Aunt Zhao. Compared with before, her cooking skills have made great progress, although she can't compare with Fu Hengyi.
When Fu Hengyi came back, he didn't see Shen Qinglan's figure in the living room. He was about to go to the bedroom to have a look, only to find that someone was in the kitchen.
These days, he called Mr. Fu and knew that Shen Qinglan had been learning to cook. He couldn't tell how he felt when he heard this. He only felt warm in his heart, as if someone had set fire to his heart. Surging with deep thoughts, eager to see her and embrace her in his arms.
Fu Hengyi walked over and stood outside the kitchen door. His steps were light, and Shen Qinglan was focused on cooking again, unaware of the person coming.
She is cooking, probably because she is not proficient in this dish. She is still calling Aunt Zhao to ask about the specific dosage and the order in which to put the dishes. She is wearing a set of white home clothes, and her hair is casually used in a black one. The rubber band was tied, the sleeves were rolled up, revealing the fair forearm.
Different from the current girl who likes to dye her hair and perm, her hair is natural black straight and very soft. One of Fu Hengyi's favorite things is to play with her hair and let them pass through his fingers.
This was the first time Fu Hengyi saw her in the kitchen. It was still the cold back, but at this moment, she made Fu Hengyi feel strangely tender, as if all the stars were blooming in an instant.
He stared at her, his eyes softly as if to overflow with water.
Seemingly aware of his gaze, Shen Qinglan turned around and met his gentle eyes. She smiled faintly, blooming like a flower.
Fu Hengyi rolled up his sleeves, "Leave this to me, you can go out first." She was happy that Shen Qinglan was willing to wash her hands and make soup for him, but she was reluctant to do such rough work.
Shen Qinglan pushed him with her elbow, "I don't need you here, you go to change clothes or take a bath first, and I'll be fine right away." She will cook this meal for him by herself.
Facing her persistent eyebrows, Fu Hengyi did not insist, but stepped forward and dropped a kiss on her forehead, "Thank you wife."
Feeling the warm touch on his forehead, Shen Qinglan's cheeks were slightly warm.
Fu Hengyi smiled and walked out of the kitchen.
When Fu Hengyi changed his clothes and came out, Shen Qinglan had already brought the dishes to the table, four dishes and one soup: yam pork ribs soup, fried shredded pork with green peppers, shredded hot and sour potatoes, twice-cooked pork, and tomato scrambled eggs. It's all home-cooked food, but it looks pretty good.
"What day is today, so rich?" Fu Hengyi asked.
"Wait a minute." Shen Qinglan smiled, got up and went into the kitchen, and when she came out again, she was holding a small six-inch cake in her hand.
There are two candles on the cake, one is and one, "Fu Hengyi, happy birthday." Shen Qinglan said with a smile, she did not know when the curtains at home were drawn, the living room was a little dark, and the candlelight reflected on her face, With a slight smile on her face. She looked at him, intently and tenderly.
This scene is deeply engraved in Fu Hengyi's mind, and he will never forget it for a lifetime.
There was a faint surprise on Fu Hengyi's face. In fact, he even forgot that today was his birthday. Since the day he enlisted in the army, he has never had a birthday in these years. In the past, Mr. Fu would only call him on this day. forget.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qinglan remembered his birthday and prepared so much for him, and suddenly understood why she asked if she could go home today a few days ago.
Fu Hengyi's heart trembled slightly.
"I wanted to take it out at night, but I told my grandpa that I would go home for dinner at night, so it was only noon." Shen Qinglan looked at Fu Hengyi and said, "Do you want to make a wish?" She knew that a birthday cake needs to be made first. .
Fu Hengyi shook his head, "My wish has come true." He used to look forward to having a warm home. When he came home, someone was waiting for him and left a lamp for him. Now it has come true, so he has nothing to do. beg.
Shen Qinglan is not a sensational person. Seeing that he said no wish, he put the cake in front of him with kindness, "Then blow out the candles."
Fu Hengyi blew out the candle, which was the first time he blew out a birthday candle since he was eighteen years old.
Looking closer, Fu Hengyi found that although the cake was exquisitely made, there were still some small flaws. I thought it was made by someone.
Shen Qinglan took the knife and cut the cake, and handed it to Fu Hengyi, "Try it."
Fu Hengyi picked up the spoon and dug a spoonful, but instead of eating it himself, he handed it to Shen Qinglan's mouth. Shen Qinglan glanced at him and ate it.
Well, the sugar is a little less, and it's not very sweet. Neither she nor Fu Hengyi are people who like sweets, so the sweetness is just right.
Suddenly, Fu Hengyi's handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, and his warm lips covered it.
With just a slight pull, Shen Qinglan went to Fu Hengyi's arms and sat on his lap, with his hands around her waist and Shen Qinglan's hands around his neck.
After a long time, the two separated, Fu Hengyi looked at her with a smile, and said, "It's delicious." As he spoke, he licked his lips ambiguous, not knowing whether it was delicious, whether he was talking about cake or someone.
Fu Hengyi was originally handsome, but now such a move has added a bit of arrogance, Shen Qinglan's heart beat, and the heat on his face rose.
"If you don't eat it, the food will be cold." Shen Qinglan said calmly, but the tips of her ears were pink.
She stood up and went to open the curtains, and the sun suddenly flooded the whole room.
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