Chapter 143 His Pretty Little Maid

On May 20, He Xilou's birthday, Sheng Wan and Xu Qingqing were also invited.

He wanted to please his "young mother-in-law", but the power of his best friend's pillow talk was extraordinary.

He Xilou didn't ask these two guys to say more good things about him in front of Meng Shiyi, it was enough for them not to say bad things about him.

When Xu Qingqing and Sheng Wan came to the box, they also gave him gifts.

After all, they really gained weight during the time when He Xilou was pestering Meng Shiyi.

What's more, they can also see that He Xilou is really sincere.

The box is decorated luxuriously and romantically.

Meng Shiyi came out pushing a cake tower that several people bought together.

She personally put a small cardboard birthday crown on He Xilou, her eyes curved, "Happy birthday."

He Xilou was wearing a black suit today with a neat and straight tie, exuding an abstinence and a gentlemanly demeanor, appearing exceptionally mature.

But the golden birthday hat on his head is particularly out of place and looks a bit funny.

He held Meng Shiyi's hand, openly showing his affection, and said in a low, hoarse voice: "Thank you, my baby, for preparing the cake for me."

Meng Huaili: “…” Speechless, he really wanted to hit someone with his car.

Lu Shijie squeezed over from the side and said confidently, "Yo yo yo, what about me? I obviously contributed some money to this, why don't you thank me?"

He Xilou glanced at him and said with a half-smile: "Thank you, baby Shijie."

!!!

Lu Shijie's eyes darkened, he made a vomiting gesture, and quickly waved his hands, "Go away, you'd better not thank me."

Are you trying to disgust him on purpose?

Jiang Yue half-jokingly said, "Remember last year on May 20th? Someone was hit and sent to the hospital. He had to use a wheelchair. Tsk, he almost got struck by lightning."

He Xilou glanced at him coldly: "Why, you also want to experience sitting in a wheelchair?"

"Haha," Jiang Yue asked, "By the way, is this really your first birthday?"

He Xilou lazily hummed, his tone calm, "It's also the first time I've eaten my own birthday cake."

He looked at the exquisite and beautiful cake in front of him, as if he was in a trance.

He didn't tell Lu Shijie and Jiang Yue about his childhood.

Naturally, they don't know.

He Xilou had never celebrated his birthday since he was a child. At that time, he thought that no one else celebrated birthdays.

Even on his birthday, he will suffer an even more severe impact.

520 is a special day, which sounds like "I love you".

He Yuanzhou would often return to the villa on this day and force Qin Zheng to go to bed, while He Xilou could only hide in the dark attic, shivering and hugging his knees in silence.

After Qin Zheng became mentally ill, she seemed to have become a different person. She would grab He Xilou's neck and cry, "He Yuanzhou, I hate you, why don't you just die?"

He quietly grabbed the hem of Qin Zheng's skirt and said carefully, "Mom, I'm He Xilou, not that bad guy. Please don't hit me. When I grow up, I'll take you away with me, okay? Please don't hit me..."

"Bang--"

The glass bottle hit him hard on the head...

Those dim and lifeless memories seemed to fade away with the passage of time, yet seemed to be forever rooted in his heart, unable to be pulled out or forgotten no matter how hard he tried.

"He Xilou."

A gentle voice gently pulled him back to his senses, as if pulling him out of a deep quagmire.

Meng Shiyi took his hand and shook it slightly, as if to coax him: "Hurry up and blow out the candles and make a wish."

Lu Shijie turned off the lights and started singing birthday songs to him.

"Happy 22nd birthday to my brother Lou~"

In the darkness, there was laughter and joy.

The candlelight on the cake flickered with beautiful light and shadow, gradually dispelling the haze in his heart and bringing scorching warmth.

He Xilou closed his eyes and made a wish. After a long time, he blew out the first birthday candle that belonged to him in his life.

His throat was dry, and he was silent for a long, long time before he slowly spoke:

"Thanks."

Thank you.

Willing to appear in his dark and barren life.

…

When she returned to the villa in the evening, Meng Shiyi had prepared a sack of gifts and placed them at the door.

He Xilou paused, and couldn't help but curl his lips, "Are you Santa Claus? You prepared so many things for me."

Meng Shiyi's eyes sparkled. "Because you've never had a birthday before, and no one gave you a birthday present... so I prepared all your birthdays from the past twenty years."

She regretted missing out on his previous life.

So, I also want to do my best to make it up to him.

After hearing her words, He Xilou's Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he couldn't make a sound.

It was as if some complex emotions were spreading from the gaps between his bones to every part of his body, silently flowing through every inch of his nerves, hot, warm, and full of power.

A certain empty corner in the heart is filled up bit by bit.

It's like a person who is accustomed to darkness suddenly walks into bright light, so dazzling that it is unbelievable.

He Xilou closed his eyes.

Actually, it doesn’t have to be that troublesome.

Even if Meng Shiyi only gave him 22 stones, he would be happy for a long time.

In the living room, Meng Shiyi took out gifts of all sizes one by one, like a little rabbit giving him the carrots it had treasured for a long time.

"This is a first birthday present, a white jade pendant."

She hoped that he would be healthy and well, and that he would not get hurt or go to the hospital again.

"This is my third birthday present, click it!"

There was a small button on the bottom of the cute sunflower doll. When I pressed it, it suddenly started to twist, and Meng Shiyi's voice rang out from inside:

"I wish Xilou baby a happy day~"

He Xilou's eyes were gentle and tender, and he couldn't help but chuckle, "Xilou baby?"

Meng Shiyi nodded as a matter of course: "You are my baby too. If you are unhappy, you can listen to this."

He Xilou held the sunflower doll silently and didn't say anything for a long time.

He is obviously an adult male.

He can also be gently coaxed by the little girl and pampered like a baby.

It really is...

He Xilou watched Meng Shiyi take out gifts one by one, until -

Her 21st birthday present was a pair of couple rings she made herself, engraved with the initials of both their names.

Meng Shiyi put the ring on He Xilou's ring finger and asked, "Will you marry me?"

He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't this my line? You stole my line. What did I say? Huh? You want me to wear a wedding dress?"

Meng Shiyi thought seriously about how He Xilou would look in a wedding dress and couldn't help laughing, "If you want to wear it, it's not impossible... Hmm."

The next second, He Xilou pinched her face and leaned over to her: "Baby, I really can't wait to get married as soon as you reach the age."

Meng Shiyi is still one year away from reaching the legal marriage age for Chinese women.

Get a marriage certificate, let her become his wife legally, and form a home...that belongs to them.

Home.

It was an unfamiliar word to him.

But he really hopes that Meng Shiyi can "take him in" and give him a home.

He Xilou couldn't help but lower his head and bite her lips hard, as if he couldn't wait to eat her up.

He pressed Meng Shiyi's soft waist, grabbing her sweet breath bit by bit, bullying her wantonly, and not giving her any chance to breathe.

Meng Shiyi was pushed against the wall and kissed randomly, unable to breathe, and gently pushed him away with both hands:

"Oh, don't kiss me... It's not over yet, go take a shower first."

After Meng Shiyi's repeated urging, He Xiluo finally enjoyed the kiss and went into the bathroom.

When he came out wearing a bathrobe.

I found that there was no one in the bedroom, even the quilt was empty.

She left?

He Xilou frowned slightly.

“Knock knock—”

There was a sudden knock on the bedroom door.

He Xilou narrowed his eyes, as if realizing something, and went over to open the door.

Outside the door.

Meng Shiyi was wearing a beautiful pink and white maid outfit, an apron with lace trim, the hem of the skirt barely covering her legs, and white silk stockings left shallow marks on the edges of her legs.

She wore a pair of pink and white cat-ear hairpins, held a small dessert in her hand, lowered her head and dared not look directly at him, even her voice was trembling:

"Please... please have the cake."

The depths of He Xilou's pupils trembled slightly, and a fierce fire inexplicably rose in his abdomen, with an urge to break through his body.

Meng Shiyi lowered her head. She was nervous, so nervous that her heartbeat was accelerating. She didn't even dare to look up at him.

Would He Xilou like her like this?

Sudden.

Before she could react, the plate in her hand was put aside by the man.

He Xilou grabbed her wrist and pushed her directly into the soft quilt, leaning over and holding her wrists.

He stared at her deeply, his eyes dark and the smile on his lips was very aggressive. "What do you mean, are you cosplaying with me?"

Meng Shiyi lowered her eyes and explained in a low voice: "This is a birthday present for your 22nd birthday."

She... wanted to make He Xilou happier on his birthday.

I hope that in the future, He Xilou will no longer reject this festival.

She will spend every 520 with him from now on.

Meng Shiyi mustered up her courage and asked him in a muffled voice, "So... do you want to open the presents?"

She had a beautiful big pink bow on her chest, and it seemed that if she just pulled it lightly, the whole dress would come loose.

He Xilou pinched a corner of the bow and slowly unwrapped the "gift" with a hoarse voice:

"Since you've been so good today, you want to be my little kitty maid?"

Meng Shiyi was hugged tightly by him around the waist, her face flushed with shame, and she whispered two words in his ear.

It was precisely these two words that instantly ignited all of He Xilou's rationality.

He pinched Meng Shiyi's chin with his tiger's mouth, forcing her to look up, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, "Baby, what did you say just now? Say it again."

Meng Shiyi shyly turned her head away, avoiding his gaze, and repeated what she had just said, whispering:

"Owner…"

The next second, the man's kiss landed heavily on her lips, forceful and irresistible.

…

The night is absurd and the shadows of the trees are hazy.

Meng Shiyi's last memory was in the bathroom bathtub.

She lay there limply, her hair was extremely messy, and there were crystal tears in her eyes as she cried and begged.

He Xilou was right behind her, smearing the cream from the cake on her back while ordering her:

"Kneel down."