The dinner was booked by Luo in advance. It came from a well-known restaurant nearby. It has always been a representative of good taste and excellent quality. Many diners from other places will come here, and it is not easy to make a reservation in advance, and I don't know how Luo made the reservation on the same day.
The time of delivery of the dishes was also selected just right, and both the taste and texture remained very good.
But even so, Xiao Lan still felt that the best thing was the simple-looking biscuit on the table.
It has been a long time since he had an accompanying birthday.
Since the death of his mother, he has lived alone. Even on his birthday, he still has to work hard, study, and hide from usury. There is no time to celebrate.
Besides, what did he celebrate with, instant noodles, leftovers, or unsold bento
Except for going to visit her mother's grave on her birthday, Xiao Lan has almost abandoned the habit of celebrating her birthday.
A birthday is just a day full of busyness, loneliness and exhaustion, no different from any day in the year.
The feeling that someone specially celebrated their birthday, arranged everything, and made the most unforgettable taste in the memory with such care, it was as warm as a dream.
After dinner, Luo tidyed up the desktop and turned off the lights at home.
Then, he opened the cake made for Xiao Lan and lit candles.
In the warm light of the candlelight, Luo carried the cake and walked towards Xiao Lan.
He put the cake on the table in front of Xiao Lan, smiled and said, "Happy birthday, sir."
The light of the candle outlined his silhouette, as if there were only two of them left in the world.
Luo's voice was soft, and he said to Xiao Lan: "Make a wish, maybe after being heard by the passing gods, the wish will come true."
Xiao Lan laughed.
Although he did not believe in the existence of gods in the world, he closed his eyes and meditated on his wish in his heart.
What is good to make a wish
Hope to survive in the descending world
Hope to solve all the doubts about what happened to you
No, he would do these things even if he didn't wish.
So…
Xiao Lan thought of the person standing next to her.
The weak and dark shadow at first sight, the black cat with the square head, the elegant human figure, and the easygoing but powerful look in the memory.
His help to himself, and the disaster that shredded and imprisoned him for which the reason is still unclear.
Xiao Lan made a decision—
If there are real gods in the world who can fulfill people's wishes, I hope that Luo can be safe and smooth in his future life, with less pain and suffering.
At this moment, he suddenly understood his mother's wish. It turned out that it was already an extremely extravagant thing to make a person safe and happy.
Sometimes, it may be impossible to achieve it with all the efforts of a lifetime.
After making a wish, Xiao Lan opened her eyes.
He looked at Luo under the candlelight, looked at the other person's still beautiful silhouette under the candlelight, and then blew out the candle.
The moonlight outside the window and the dim light of the street lamp penetrated into the room, making everything appear hazy.
Luo's low voice sounded: "Why look at me, is there any wish related to me?"
Xiao Lan said: "Yes, I make a wish to the god, hoping that he can save your soul painting skills."
"Unexpectedly, the gods said it was too difficult, let me have a more reliable wish."
"I didn't want to, he left."
Luo said with a smile: "Perhaps the gods also appreciate my art."
Xiao Lan couldn't help smiling: "It seems that I blamed him by mistake."
Xiao Lan did not express her wish, and Luo did not continue to question her tacitly.
Both of them smiled and didn't mind the nonsense content of this conversation.
Luo didn't turn on the light. He leaned slightly under the moonlight and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Lan: "Can you reach out?"
Xiao Lan stretched out her left hand with some doubts.
Luo held Xiao Lan's wrist with one hand, and took out a black bracelet with the other.
It was a men's bracelet that seemed to have no extra decoration. The shape was very simple, the whole was pitch black, and no light was reflected, which reminded Xiao Lan of the black shadow of Luo's incarnation.
Luo put the bracelet on Xiao Lan's hand: "If there is a crisis, but I can't come, I only need to break this bracelet, and I can summon my shadow for a short time to help."
"As a birthday present, I hope you will like it." He paused: "I also hope that it will never be useful."
Xiao Lan retracted her hand and gently rubbed the plain-looking bracelet on her wrist.
If this is an expensive gift, he may not accept it, but this gift is more precious than anything that money can buy.
Moreover, this intention is also irresistible.
Xiao Lan accepted the gift: "Thank you, this is the best birthday present."
Luo: "You like it."
Luo kept leaning slightly and stared at Xiao Lan.
The cold moonlight gleamed on him, contouring his eyebrows, making his already perfect outline appear a little strange.
It seemed out of place with the cool night.
The two watched each other like this.
Xiao Lan found that Luo was getting closer and closer to him, so close that he could see the other's fine eyelashes clearly.
At the same time, he could hear his heart beating faster and faster, one more time, another time, another... as if he was about to get out of the shackles of his chest.
Xiao Lan couldn't help but put her gaze on Luo Na's always smiling lips.
In the moonlight, the lip color looked a little cold, but it did not prevent the person watching it from imagining its softness and temperature.
It seems... very suitable for...
Looking at it, as if she had received an unknown temptation, Xiao Lan stretched out her hand to wrap Luo's neck and suddenly narrowed the distance between the two, speeding up the upcoming kiss.
At that moment there was nothing in his mind.
As if it were instinct, the body acted before the mind.
To put it simply-color fascinates wisdom.
When Xiao Lan's consciousness returned, he was touching Luo's lips and tongue, and the touch of those lips was as soft and hot as expected, entangled with him with gentle force.
Obviously, he and Luo are... kissing at this moment.
Xiao Lan's mind was blank for a moment, and she couldn't even think about whether to push the other party away.
Time seemed to have stopped, Xiao Lan didn't know how long it had passed.
Until Luo's voice rang in his ears: "Sir..."
The voice was low, a little hoarse, and a smile of satisfaction.
Only then did Xiao Lan's brain work again, but her thinking was still not very coherent.
Damn it! What did he do...
This this this...
Damn it! Damn it! ! Damn it! ! !
Xiao Lan felt that what was placed on her neck was not her head, but a hot water bottle that had just been boiled, which was now boiling, and hot steam was coming out.
His face flushed suddenly.
Xiao Lan leaped to the side and escaped Luo's eyes with the fastest dodge speed she had recently trained.
Then, he kept walking, and rushed back to his room, as if there was a monster chasing behind him.
Immediately after that, Xiao Lan got into the room, locked the door directly, and buried her head under the pillow, looking like a frightened ostrich.
At this moment, Xiao Lan's mind was confused.
Mother and child have been single for so many years, has he finally got a single problem
Entering the stage where everyone is beautiful
No, no, Luo isn't at the level of a delicate eyebrow, his lethality is much more...
Nonsence! Is this the point of the question? !
All kinds of messy thoughts appeared in Xiao Lan's mind one after another, successfully mixing his thoughts that he hadn't recovered into a puddle.
Xiao Lan lay motionless on the bed, as if a salted fish that had just been placed was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.
I really want to give up thinking...
the other side.
Luo witnessed Xiao Lan disappear before his eyes with the ultimate speed he had never seen before.
He reached out and touched the corner of his mouth lightly.
Unexpectedly, he was preempted by his shy master...
In the silence of the room, Luo smiled lowly: "However, this is also good."
This shows that in the eyes of the husband, he is already an object for more intimate behavior, doesn't it
With Tie Hanhan, Shirley and the like, it's no longer the same level.
"It doesn't matter if you run away now."
"Because sir, you have entered my net."
"You can't escape."
Luo Mo licked the back of the chair that Xiao Lan had just sat on, and there was still a little bit of Xiao Lan's temperature left on it, with the same warmth as its owner, but not too warm.
Standing quietly, the black-clothed man raised his mouth.
—
I don't know how long it took.
"Huh..." Xiao Lan, still in the shape of an ostrich, stretched out her head to take a breath.
The result of stuffing his head in the pillow and thinking about it all the time is that he now feels that he is about to touch the gate of heaven.
Facts have proved that even advanced players with different physiques from ordinary people are still in danger of suffocation if they hold a pillow for a long time.
Although I still haven't figured out why I was thinking about doing this kind of thing today, at least for now, Xiao Lan's mood is a little calmer.
His brain also slowly recovered the ability to think.
But... He still didn't think about how to face Luo.
At this moment, as if not giving Xiao Lan time to think, there was a knock on the door of his bedroom.
I’ll knock on the door at this time, in fact, the only candidate is...
Xiao Lan's slightly lowered heart raised it again.
"Sir, the cake hasn't been eaten yet, do you need me to bring it?" Luo's voice sounded outside the door.
His tone sounded the same as usual, and he couldn't tell what he thought about the previous events.
Xiao Lan's thoughts that had just calmed down again rolled over again, and she was about to be overloaded again: "No... I... I can't eat it for the time being. Let's have breakfast tomorrow."
"How can I let you eat overnight? That's not good for your body." Luo's tone was still calm.
But at an angle that Xiao Lan couldn't see, the corner of his mouth was smiling, and he was obviously in a good mood.
"No, it's okay... Just one night, it's okay." Xiao Lan tried to stop the other person from entering the door, her forehead was about to sweat.
After a moment of silence.
Luo's voice sounded again: "Well, I will prepare one for you in breakfast tomorrow."
Xiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you..."
Listening to Luo's footsteps drifting away, Xiao Lan threw away the pillow that had been held in her hand for a long time.
He stretched out on the bed again, staring straight at the ceiling, his mind was empty, and he felt as though he was completely useless.
What should I do tomorrow