The man held his wife tightly around the waist, and the kitchen door was still open. Thinking that her younger brother and son were sitting in the living room next door, Ye Wanying suddenly felt embarrassed, and her cheeks turned bright red.

"Sweetie, let me hug you."

As soon as Gao Dan said that, Ye Wanying stopped struggling: "Okay, hug me, I'll let you hug me."

The man laughed and gently kissed the woman's ear: "Good girl!"

Startled by this sudden provocation, Ye Wanying almost cried out, "Be serious! There are people outside!"

This man always pulls this stunt from time to time. Luckily, I have a strong mentality; otherwise, I would have suffered a nervous breakdown if it happened a few more times.

Holding his wife contentedly, warm and fragrant, Commander Gao buried his head in her neck and inhaled deeply. Instantly, two bright red plum blossom marks appeared on her fair skin.

"That kid's birthday is next week?"

Ye Wanying nodded slightly, "Mmm." Her voice was a little nasal; how could she not react when teased by a man?

"What are you planning to do?" the man asked again.

"What can we do? There are only a few people in our family at that time. However, we can invite some people we are on good terms with to come and make it lively."

The man's hand had already reached from behind the woman's back to her front: "Well, who would you like to invite?" he asked.

Ye Wanying had no choice; if this continued, things would really get out of hand. She reached out and slapped away the man's devilish hand, then stepped back.

"The only person who gets along well with my son is my cheap apprentice. As for the others, you can handle them."

Clearly, Commander Gao was quite displeased that Ruan Yu wasn't in his arms, but he also knew that his wife was rather shy: "The old political commissar and the others, then Zhou Dalong, Li Hu and his wife, Wen Mu and Zhao Shuai, that's all!"

Ye Wanying quickly calculated in her mind that it was alright; preparing one table would be enough, and it wouldn't be too much trouble: "Okay, let them know when you have time."

"Um!"

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

Time flew by and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was also Tuanzi's second birthday.

Ye Wanying was busy from early morning; even the ingredients needed were brought back by the cooks.

Gu Yujin had just returned to the male soldiers' dormitory. Everyone had just finished their afternoon training and was going back to their dormitories to shower and change.

Who knew that when the three roommates returned from showering, the usually silent, aloof, and unresponsive class monitor surprisingly asked them:

"What gifts should you bring to Bierao's birthday party?"

Nanshan thought for a moment and then said, "That depends on whether it's an adult or a child, a woman or a man, and also what their specific relationship is, etc."

Different circumstances require different gifts.

Hao Gang frowned as he changed into his brand-new casual clothes: "Yes, it's a two-year-old boy."

Forehead?

A sudden suspicion arose in Gu Yujin's heart: "Class monitor, you're not that liar, are you?"

Hao Gang was clearly dissatisfied with how Gu Yujin was addressed: "He has a name, his full name is Ye Shiyun, otherwise you can call him Tuanzi or Liar, don't call him that randomly in the future!"

Ye Shiyun? His surname is Ye? Why not Gao?

Of course, Gu Yujin wouldn't delve into the matter at this time. Knowing it was the liar's birthday, he got out of bed, walked to the cabinet, opened it, and took out a brand-new, well-packaged remote-controlled car, a foreign brand.

"Class monitor, since I've known this liar—oh no, Tuanzi—I'll give him my favorite remote-controlled car. Could you please take this to that boy for me later? Thanks, class monitor!"