There was a long table with candlesticks and a vase of roses.
Sheng Jiaoyang sat at one end, holding a wine glass in his hand and toasting to Shen Zhining, saying, "Brother Zhining, happy birthday."
Shen Zhining, who was sitting at the other end, also picked up his wine glass.
His eyes fell on the opposite side. She was wearing the black evening dress he bought before, with a coat draped over her shoulders. Her black hair was tied into a fluffy bun, revealing her ears with pearl earrings. She had exquisite makeup on her face, and she looked particularly elegant.
Compared to the youthful look she had when we met again, now she has really grown up.
In the past, the scorching sun was like a flower that bloomed with great enthusiasm at the cost of burning life. It was beautiful, but people who knew it would not take her back to plant it, because this kind of beauty was too heroic and could turn into dust at any time.
Now, although she has changed into a shell that is not so stunning, her beauty has not weakened because of this. Instead, she has a steady stream of vigorous vitality because her arrogance has been restrained.
She makes people unable to take their eyes away and wants to treasure her.
"I feel like it's nice outside, but it's not as cozy as home. Besides, I think brother Zhining definitely wants to be alone with me most on his birthday." The smile on her face was bright, and her eyes were brightly lit by candlelight. Sparkling.
Her smile is always full of confidence, no matter when and where, the personality charm that comes from within is dazzling.
"I really wanted to cook by myself, but my cooking skills... are beyond words. I'm really afraid that you'll force yourself to eat just to make me happy, and then I'll have to send you to the hospital." Sheng Jiaoyang looked at the food on the table and said.
"You don't need to do anything, as long as you are here." Shen Zhining raised his glass and gestured.
"I have a gift for you. I'll show it to you after I finish eating."
The corners of Shen Zhining's mouth curved, and he was not in a hurry. Tonight had just begun.
The two of them had dinner slowly, and when they put down the tableware, the people at both ends of the long table looked at each other in tacit understanding.
Sheng Jiaoyang stood up, held the coat on his shoulders, smiled slightly at Shen Zhining, who was approaching, and said, "Put the gift in your study. I believe you will like it."
Shen Zhining reached out to her, took her hand, and walked upstairs together.
In the open space of his study, there is an additional easel, covered with a gray dustproof cloth.
Seeing this extra thing, Shen Zhining didn't look surprised. He had obviously expected or knew that she would give him the painting.
"Brother Zhining, please check your birthday gift." Sheng Jiaoyang took out his hand and gently pushed Shen Zhining.
Shen Zhining glanced at her, walked slowly towards the easel, raised his hand and took away the cloth.
When he saw the portrait above, he was stunned for a moment.
"this is me?"
"This is the you I saw in my eyes before and the you I see now."
"Demon King?" Shen Zhining thought of the name she had accidentally revealed to him before.
"I believe that you are an angel who can give me happiness now."
Shen Zhining turned around and looked at her.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked back at him and said: "You know, painting is more important to me than going shopping, playing the piano, or acting and becoming a star. I want to move my studio into your study. While you were reading and working, I was drawing next to you."
After a pause, she continued, "I once thought that I would paint the same person all my life, but now, I want to ask the gentleman in front of me, are you willing to contract all my portraits for the rest of my life and be my model? ?”
Shen Zhining suppressed deep emotions in his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Then will you love me?"
She didn't expect that he would ask this. Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment. She took a deep breath and said one word heavily: "Yes."
Shen Zhining's eyes were like a volcano erupting, and his hot gaze almost melted her.
He stepped closer.
"You haven't answered me yet." Sheng Jiaoyang raised his hand to stop.
"Do you still have to answer? Of course I do." Shen Zhining put his hands around her waist.
He stared at her, "Where's my surprise?"
"Isn't this enough of a surprise?" Sheng Jiaoyang blinked innocently, "I've already confessed to you!"
not enough. These two words were shining brightly in his eyes.
Sheng Jiaoyang licked her lips, feeling a little nervous. She reached out and pushed down the hand around her waist, turned around and walked out. "Then you come with me."
Shen Zhining raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to tug on his tie, and followed her.
All the way into his bedroom.
The bedroom was in his usual simple style, with very few things visible to the naked eye.
Shen Zhining's eyes sparkled.
Sheng Jiaoyang did not turn around to face Shen Zhining. She saw that the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were open. As if to hide her nervousness, she said "I'll close the curtains" and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows. She was only halfway there. She was hugged from behind.
"Have you forgotten, the curtains can be controlled by voice?" His smiling voice came to my ears.
Following his command, the curtains slowly closed.
Sheng Jiaoyang's face turned red, and she had forgotten about it.
Suddenly the earlobe felt warm and he held it in his mouth.
"Where's the surprise?" His voice came out of his mouth indistinctly, and the air flow from his words slid past her ears like a feather brush.
A numbing feeling jumped from the back of the neck to the end of the tail spine, and then rushed from the end to the top of the head, and the scalp was numb.
She broke away from his hand slightly, turned around, and said, ignoring the dropped coat, "Close your eyes first."
"Don't open your eyes when I don't call you." She emphasized again and again.
Shen Zhining glanced at her with interest, wondering what she wanted to do, so he followed her order and closed his eyes.
Sheng Jiaoyang squatted down and took out something from the pocket of the coat that fell on the ground. She quickly wrapped it around her body. Then she lay down on her side on the bed and shouted to Shen Zhining: "Okay, you can open your eyes now." .”
The moment Shen Zhining opened his eyes, there was a real surprise in his eyes.
The person who had always been shy in front of him was now lying on the bed with the rope used to tie gifts rolled up and the bow at the end of the rope in his hand, looking like he was ready to be dismantled.
"Is this gift a surprise?" she asked.
Shen Zhining's throat tightened, "I didn't expect..."
"What didn't you expect?" Sheng Jiaoyang was confused.
"You follow your fans' advice."
Sheng Jiaoyang opened his eyes wide, "Are you paying attention?"
Shen Zhining did not answer yes or deny.
In fact, he has been very busy recently, because he has put forward the things that will happen in the next few days, so he doesn't have time to pay attention to her information. However, just because he doesn't pay attention, it doesn't mean that others don't pay attention.
Everyone in the company knew that she was the future boss's wife, so how could they not pay attention to what she was doing.
So, not long after her Weibo post asking her boyfriend what would be the most surprising gift for his birthday was posted, everyone in the company knew about it.
He just took advantage of his break to go to inspect the work. When he arrived at the door of the office, he heard the lively chatter inside.
Originally, when they were chatting so happily at work and making the office look like a market, he would definitely criticize her, but it was different this time. The person everyone was talking about was the person he loved.
More importantly, they were talking about the best gift she could give him.
"Hahaha, I saw that a large part of the comments on Xu Jiaojiao's Weibo suggested sending herself out."
"I think this is a good idea, what better gift than yourself."
"They must have gone away a long time ago. What surprises will there be if they give it to me?"
"Even if I usually wear bed sheets, on my birthday, my girlfriend dressed herself up as a gift. I think it's still a surprise."
"Haha, add the temptation of uniform, it will be an absolute surprise."
A group of people were chatting very happily, but Shen Zhining, for the first time, did not criticize the employees for not doing their jobs properly. He listened to the "corner talk" for a while and then went back to the office.
It was through the chats among the employees that he found out that she was asking about giving gifts to the public, and that she also cared about his birthday.
Shen Zhining slowly walked to the bed and looked at her condescendingly, at her big twinkling eyes, at her slightly red cheeks, at her bare fair and round shoulders, at her Some nervously squeezed the hand that tied the bow of the gift.
He replied in a hoarse voice: "It's a pleasant surprise."
At this point, if he didn't take action, he would be worse than a beast.
She moved her hand and handed him the bow in her hand.
When he pinched the bow, Sheng Jiaoyang spontaneously wrapped it around the tie and rolled in the direction of the tie.
In the last round, the rope came off, and she was lying on the bed in a prone position.
In Shen Zhining's eyes, she was lying on the black bed sheet, and her entire beautiful back was made whiter and tenderer. Her beautiful butterfly bones and the concave line in the middle were where the upward trend was. But it was all tucked into the skirt.
This image is so tempting.
Before Sheng Jiaoyang could turn around, the bed beside him sank a little, and then a wave of warmth rushed up to him.
His lips were imprinting on her smooth back.
His hands were not idle either. One hand was on her side, and the other hand slid down from the loosest waist, and then moved up bit by bit.
The warm palms were like candles burning everywhere, and everything they touched felt like they were burning.
Sheng Jiaoyang buried his face in the cup, and the tips of his ears were already red.
"Are you ready?" He gently bit the back of her neck and said in a murmuring tone.
The person buried in the cup like an ostrich did not respond immediately, but the subtle movement of her fingers curling revealed her emotions.
Just when he thought she wouldn't answer, her muffled voice came.
"Ready."
Shen Zhining's eyes suddenly lit up, and the temperature in his palms also increased. (To be continued)