Chapter 110 Happy Birthday
Su Yang pursed her lips, her face burning.
"I'm afraid you'll poison me."
Leng Yanchen spoke calmly.
Su Yang raised his fist and really wanted to smash his head. Go to hell.
The ringing of her cell phone stopped her from killing anyone.
Leng Yanchen asked her to help answer the call.
Shen Xichen's smiling voice said, "Happy birthday, I'm too busy to come over right now, and I can't drink alone, I'll come to see you later."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Su Yang turned his head and looked at Leng Yanchen, "Is today your birthday?"
Isn’t birthday supposed to be a happy day?
Why does he look so sad?
Hearing the word "birthday", Leng Yanchen smiled sadly, took another glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said nothing.
For some reason, Su Yang could feel that he was very unhappy and particularly sad.
I even hate this birthday a little.
"No more drinking."
Drinking like this could be fatal.
"Is it your turn to take care of me?"
Leng Yanchen raised his eyes, with a strong deterrent power.
Su Yang clenched his fists and said firmly, "I'm not controlling you. I'm just afraid that someone will die and I'll be implicated. If you like to drink, you can drink as much as you want when I'm not around. No one will care if you drink yourself to death."
Moody asshole!
After that, she ignored his threats, put away all the wine, stuffed him a bowl of hangover soup, and ordered, "If you want to drink, drink this."
Leng Yanchen wanted to push her away and saw a blister on her hand.
"Just permed?"
Su Yang didn't pay attention, but felt pain after being reminded.
Her eyes were red, and she nodded with a sense of grievance, "It hurts a lot."
After saying that, he felt that he was being hypocritical and pulled his hand back, "It's okay, drink this and have a good rest, I'll leave right away and won't be a nuisance to you."
"Go get the medicine box."
"It's okay, they are just minor injuries..." Under Leng Yanchen's pressing gaze, she obediently went to get the medicine box.
Although he had obviously drunk quite a bit of alcohol, his hands were still steady, accurate and ruthless. He pricked the blister with a needle, applied medicine powder and put on a Band-Aid.
"Don't touch water these days."
"I don't touch water, what do you eat?"
Even though he has such a picky taste, he is not afraid of starving to death.
"Okay, got it."
What's the point in arguing with a drunkard? Just agree to it.
"I have a headache."
After Leng Yanchen drank the hangover soup, he ordered, "Give me a massage."
Su Yang waved his fist, secretly annoyed, "Okay, I'll be right there."
Watching her little movements, Leng Yanchen chuckled lightly, pretending not to see it, closing his eyes, and enjoying her massage techniques.
Su Yang sighed in her heart, she was really being manipulated by Leng Yanchen.
But there is nothing we can do about him.
Who put my mother in his hands!
"Leng Yanchen, you have no family or friends?"
It's too miserable for him to celebrate his birthday alone, no, he also has a little lover thinking about him.
At least her adoptive mother was with her on her birthday.
It’s not a grand celebration every year, but there are definitely six dishes and one soup, and there are gifts to be received.
In short, you will feel very happy.
It seems that I have never seen his family since I met him. Could it be that his parents are no longer alive?
"What? You want to know about my past? Take part in my life?" After drinking the sobering soup and enjoying the massage, he felt a little better and started to sneer.
Su Yang strangled him to death with all his strength.
"hiss--"
Leng Yanchen cried out in pain.
She quickly explained with a smile, "This place is blocked, I'll use a little force."
"I think you want to commit murder."
Leng Yanchen grabbed her hand, exerted a little force, and pulled her directly from behind the sofa.
Su Yang fell down and rolled directly into Leng Yanchen's arms. She was afraid of falling to the ground, so she almost subconsciously hooked her arms around his neck and clung to him in an extremely ambiguous posture.
When she reacted, she froze.
Leng Yanchen patted her butt and said, "Get up."
He actually slapped her butt!
Su Yang stood up as if he had been electrocuted, his face flushed.
The tingling sensation on her buttocks reminded her of what had just happened.
Leng Yanchen looked at the expression that kept flashing on her face and felt that it was a little cute. Maybe she was drunk, or maybe she was in a bad mood and wanted to play a prank on others. He sneered, "You've done more intimate things, and now you've learned to be shy?"
"We won't talk about this anymore!"
Su Yang rushed over and covered his mouth, "You've drunk too much, don't talk nonsense."
She was finally about to forget about this incident, but the memory of the death attacked her violently. She felt that the breath was ambiguous, and her whole body was like a cooked shrimp, so red that it was about to burn. She was so shy that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
The man's strong smell of alcohol hit his palm.
It was like an electric current drilling into her body.
Their eyes met, and her pupils reflected his handsome face. The man's skin was so good that he didn't even have pores, and his resolute face was carved out to be comparable to the work of the Creator.
The scent of cedar mixed with alcohol wafted over the man, and she suddenly remembered the body temperature that lingered around her that night, and her earlobes instantly turned slightly red.
Leng Yanchen's slender fingers pressed down on her wrist as she tried to pull it back, and the coolness of the metal watch seeped into her skin.
"Is this playing hard to get?"
"I didn't." She said in a hoarse voice, not daring to look at him, and took a few steps back.
Leng Yanchen put his arms around her slender waist and, with a little force, pulled her closer to him.
"Be careful."
She turned around and was surprised to find a pot of hot soup behind her and she almost fell into it.
"I'm sorry, I'll go out now and not disturb your rest."
"stop."
The feet are fixed uncontrollably.
"I'm hungry, go cook."
"good."
She went to cook without thinking.
It was only when I got to the kitchen that I realized, how could I eat after drinking so much?
never mind!
She was kind enough to make him a birthday meal.
After taking a look at the ingredients in the refrigerator, Su Yang decided to make a cake himself.
Birthday noodles are hand-rolled.
Tastes a little better.
Served with two eggs and a sausage.
I hope he lives to be a hundred!
All the birthday surprises her mother planned for her were given to Leng Yanchen today.
I hope he can find a little happiness in his sadness.
Downstairs, Shen Xichen rushed to the Jade Building as soon as he finished his work, and was about to go upstairs when he was stopped by Liang Lao.
"What? Without me here, your boss will drink himself to death. He does this every year. You know that. Let me in."
Mr. Liang still didn't move aside, "Miss Su is inside."
Shen Xichen's eyes widened, "Did Leng Yanchen not ask her to get out?"
Normally today, no one except close brothers can enter his room.
"Not only did he not come out, he was still inside for over an hour."
Shen Xichen took a breath.
"The iron tree is blooming again. It's so rare. I won't go in and disturb it."
He hesitated for a moment and called for a quick delivery.
"Send me some sexy lingerie."
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