Perfect Match

That night, Qingguo Inn hosted a warm family party.

Only four people and one cat participated.

Cheng Xiu and Dai Xiao ordered the baby cake three days in advance. Today, he made a special trip to Zhendong to fetch it, and inserted a year-old candle. The three adults sang Happy Birthday to Lily of the Valley in the jumping fire. Sixty-six lay in the cat's nest and fluttered their tails to beat the rhythm.

Suzuran sat at the table, flickering her eyes smartly, and her thick eyelashes trembled-the concept of "birthday" is still vague for children who are just one year old, but the sincerity of kindness and blessings She can feel it.

And, tonight Lily of the Valley looks particularly good.

She wore a crown of green leaves and white flowers. Her soft hair was not braided as usual, but she put it down, smoothed it, covering the ears on both sides, and it was curly and cute. She also put on a princess skirt sent by Cheng Xiu. When choosing the skirt, she wore 10,000 pieces that were too abandoning Cheng Xiu's taste. As a result, when Suzuran put it on, Dai Xiao immediately fell in love with her father. It was beautiful, and it was an exaggeration to open her mouth. That changed the speed and shocked Cheng Xiu.

In addition to the skirt sent by Cheng Xiu and the flower crown worn by Xiao Xiaolan, Lily of the Valley also received a third gift: the toy piano from He An, which can pop up seven sounds.

This is enough.

They are children of ordinary people, so they don't need to be extravagant, just simple.

Without a noisy bar, Yawen quietly fell into the street at night. The snoring shops turned off their lights and the shops that were still open lit up red lanterns.

Even more quiet, insects murmur.

Suzuran fell asleep early as usual, and He An settled down and sat alone under the lamp for a while to read a book. At ten o'clock in the blink of an eye, most of the guests returned. He thought about checking the courtyard, doors and windows before going to bed, and seeing that everything should be packed, then he put on his jacket and went out.

As soon as he reached the atrium, Zheng Feiyu happened to come in from the outside.

He An's footsteps stood upright, and I wondered whether it was time to advance or retreat. He hesitated for a few seconds before meeting him, politely shouting, "Are you snoring? Is the shop busy today?"

"Not busy, it's almost like taking a vacation." Zheng Feiyu replied warmly.

He noticed that He An was wearing only another pajamas, and the thin coat was flipping in the night breeze, so his eyebrows wrinkled, striding forward, grabbing He An's shoulders and trying to push people into the bedroom: "It's cold outside, Go in and talk. "

Unexpectedly, he was dragged by his wrist: "Wait, let's talk outside, inside ... not very convenient."

Lily of the Valley is too sensitive to Zheng Fei's breath. If she smells it in her sleep, she will have nightmares.

Zheng Fei was stiffened, and he let go of his hand awkwardly: "Sorry, I didn't expect this."

He completely misunderstood He An's words, thinking that the phrase "inconvenience" meant Dai Xiao--

In order to get rid of his entanglement, He An lied and said he was with Dai Xiao. It's like a thorn, which penetrated deeply into Zheng Fei's heart, couldn't pull it off, and broke, and the flesh ulcerated around him. He came out every moment to make him hurt. It's no wonder that the inexplicable "inconvenience" He didn't want to think about these three words, and pressed it directly on Dai Xiao's head.

He An saw that he didn't look right, and thought he was hit by the exclusion of Suzuran, and quickly found a mild reason: "She has always slept lightly, and it is easy to wake up with a little movement. I usually have to turn around to be very Be careful, so ... "

"Stop talking!"

Zheng Fei's vinegar soared, interrupting He An with a black face—Dai Xiao's sleep was good, he didn't want to care at all.

Under impulse, these words are not really polite. He An was stunned by the preaching tone, and staggered back half a step, clutching his palm, and stopped speaking.

Zheng Feiyu was so frightened that he just wanted to slap himself.

The cold wind in the night rose again, blowing the swing in the atrium, a rattan bougainvillea flower and leaf trembling on the shelf, and the ground was dark red.

He An felt cold and avoided the corner of the promenade. The thin paper body fell into the moonlight, from the cheek to the neck, pale, as if a patient had not seen the sun for several years. Zheng Feiyu took a few steps and used his body to shield him from the wind. The shadow that cast could almost cover He An's entire body.

too skinny.

How can an adult Omega be so thin?

When they first met, He An was still a young boy who was just out of school. His eyes were bright, his cheeks were plump, and a playful dimple came out with a smile.

How long ago, how did the good Omega wither away and become this look?

"He An."

Zheng Feiyu whispered to him.

He An got cold and covered his mouth and coughed. Zheng Fei was so impressed that he reached out to support his arm and slowly moved his chest closer. Seeing that he had no resistance, he gently embraced the person and warmed him with the hot body temperature.

This is the first time Zheng Feizhen has embraced his Omega in a sober and calm state.

His nose almost touched He An's neck, took a few deep breaths, and the faint lily of the valley swam into his lungs, soothing his already overwhelmed spirit.

"Today, our daughter is one year old." He tightened his arms. "Did she have a happy birthday dinner at night?"