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Chapter 37 Xiaomi, happy birthday

Lin Xiner lay in bed and cut Xue Xiaolin's little goldfish with scissors.

When Xue family suddenly wanted to pick up Xue Yulin to go to the United States, he came to Lin Xiaomi before he left, but that day was so smart, Lin Xiaomi was not at home.

It was she who went out.

He asked her what name is Lin Xiaomi.

She almost did not hesitate to say: "Lin Xiner, she is called Lin Xiner."

Lin Xiaomi had just arrived at Lin's family at that time. She did not like the name that Lin Jia changed for her, so she refused to tell Xue Yulin her name.

Lin Xiner couldn't think of it. The original habit of the original has the result of today.

If Lin Xiaomi knows that she has waited for many years, but now she wants to marry her, what will happen?

............

Lin Xiaomi ran down the mountain all the way, and when she got on the taxi, she had become a chicken.

The clothes on her body wet a large cushion, which made Lin Xiaomi very embarrassed.

What annoyed her was that when she got on the bus, the rain outside turned out to be getting smaller! !

The taxi drove back to the apartment, and she saw a familiar figure through the window at the door of the community.

At first she thought it was her own eyes, and when I looked at it, I found out that it was really him.

"Master, stop." Lin Xiaomi paid the money and quickly jumped off the bus.

Leng Yuhuang also saw her and walked over to lift the umbrella to her head.

"How are you here?" Lin Xiaomi asked puzzledly.

"What about your mobile phone? Why don't you answer the phone?"

"Shut up." If her cell phone rang at the banquet, she would definitely attract Jiang's skunk, so she simply turned off the machine and later forgot to open it.

Leng Yuhuang did not speak, and two people walked to the apartment with an umbrella. The rain rose again and slammed on the umbrella.

Lin Xiaomi suddenly thought of this sound: "You are standing at the door in the rainy day, isn't waiting for me?"

Leng Yuhuang indifferently looked at her: "What do you say? Do not drive or bring an umbrella, the wallet is also at home, the phone is not turned on at night, I have never seen a woman who can toss you!"

The rain outside is getting bigger and bigger. He is worried that she will rain and want to go out to pick her up, but she doesn't know when she will return.

She couldn't get in touch with her phone, and he had to go to the door.

Leng Yuhuang stood in the rain for a while, then it was cold and terrible, and the tone was naturally not good.

Lin Xiaomi looked at him with amazement, and his eyes didn't seem to know him.

She really doesn't quite believe his words. Is he so kind?

Leng Yuhuang’s pair of eyes on her eyes knows what she is thinking.

I don’t want to tell her a word, but most of the umbrellas are on her side.

Lin Xiaomi noticed that his shoulder on the other side was almost all in the rain.

"Auntie!" Leng Yuhuang did not control, sneezed.

Lin Xiaomi slightly rubbed his red lips and suddenly moved.

She had been running alone in the rain for twenty minutes, but stood by him at this time, standing in the rain, but not feeling cold.

Even if no one remembers her birthday, even if no one blesses her, she is not alone.

She felt right before, they are friends.

When they just entered the corridor, Lin Xiaomi suddenly waved his arm and gave him a slap in the air. Some of the men’s styles said: "Good buddies! Thank you!"

Her sudden slap in the palm of her hand, scared the cold and stunned, could reflect the words in her words, her face was a little stiff.

"Who is your buddy!" He whispered coldly.

He didn't want to be her buddy!

Cold and eager to go upstairs, Lin Xiaomi followed by some inexplicable.

How suddenly he got angry, it all said that the woman's temper is as volatile as the weather, she thinks that he is more impermanent.

When she entered the door, she saw that he was almost half wet. He kindly asked him to take a hot bath first: "Don't catch a cold."

Who knows, he even gave her a blank eye.

"Mind your own business!"

I rub.

How did he come like a big aunt?

Lin Xiaomi did not care about him, carrying a small Laipi into the bathroom to wash the brush, comfortable to take a hot bath.

When she was holding the little Lai Pei out of the bathroom, the lights in the room suddenly disappeared.

The whole room was dark.

"What happened? Is there a power outage?" Lin Xiaomi thought it was because it was raining outside.

But she asked for a long time, no one answered him, the room was dark, she could not see where he stood.

Even Xiao Laipi shook slightly in her hand.

She is a little nervous: "Hey, I am talking to you! Where are you, make a noise."

Her voice just fell, and suddenly there was a sound in the kitchen.

In the next moment, Leng Lanhuang walked out of the kitchen with the cake.

Lin Xiaomi was wet.

Looking at the man standing in front of him, his handsome face with the light of the candle, her nose is sour and sour.

"You are..." Her voice was a little dumb: "How do you know... Today is my birthday."

"What is written on your ID card, why not today?"

"..." She forgot, her identity card is still in his hands.

"Blow the candle."

"Oh." Lin Xiaomi hurriedly walked over, leaning over and blowing, and chilling and chanting: "First wish."

"Yes, I forgot." Lin Xiaomi smiled, his hands closed and closed his eyes, and made the only wish in his heart: I hope that my grandmother's illness will get better sooner, and I will live a long life.

The candle blew out, and the room darkened again. When the light was turned back on, it was discovered that Lin Xiaomi actually cried.

"Not so, is it so moving?" Leng Yuhuang laughed at her with some laughter.

A woman is a woman, so she is moved.

Lin Xiaomi’s mouth with a sweet and satisfying smile: “Since the age of seven, my grandmother was sick. I was brought into the forest home by my mother, and no one gave me a birthday.”

She squatted at the table of the coffee table and looked at the beautiful and delicate fruit cake with satisfaction. She took a deep breath, like a little cat, and looked like a drool.

The heart that can be chilled by her sorrowful temperament.

He couldn't think of it, and she would be so distressed by a sentence that would make him so distressed.

Is it from the age of seven?

There was a small, thin man in front of his eyes, and he looked at the people around Lin Xiner with his envious eyes to celebrate her birthday.

She should have expected it too. She expects her mother to remember her daughter's birthday, but she is gradually disappointed.

"Millet, happy birthday." Leng Yuhuang reached out into her arms without any distracting thoughts. She whispered in her ear: "I will remember this day every year and give you a birthday."

His voice was hot and hot in her ear, her eyes were sour and sour, nodded slightly, just want to say something, just listen to him.

"Smelly pig! You are looking for death!"

It turned out that Xiao Laipi and the two did not pay attention to secretly scraping the past, and were stealing the peach slices on the outside of the cake.