I didn't go to the art museum in the morning. Meng Sheng was originally scheduled to work overtime in the evening, but it was her birthday today, and he didn't prepare a gift. He didn't even know her birthday.
Without hesitation, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll send you a message when I'm done this afternoon."
She didn't know the significance of the game controller to Pei Sui, so she didn't take Gu Ci's gift seriously.
Although Gu Ci's identity is somewhat sensitive, she is not the kind of person who is easily jealous and likes to have affairs with other women.
Besides, Pei Sui's attitude was very frank and obvious.
It’s not the first day that she has known that Gu Ci has feelings for Pei Sui, but so what?
In this matter, Pei Sui's attitude is crucial.
Seeing that she was not angry, Pei Sui went downstairs to get her clothes, and at the same time watered the pots of azaleas on the windowsill that were growing very well.
When Meng Sheng took the clothes from his hand, she looked a little uncomfortable when she saw the underwear.
Mostly embarrassing.
The frank conversation last night was not actually pure. After all, she was still drunk at that time, and it seemed that she did not see what she should have seen or what she should not have seen.
I saw it but don't quite remember it.
She went back to her room to change her clothes. When cooking lunch, she went to the kitchen to make him a bowl of longevity noodles that she had just learned online, and put two eggs on top.
"Happy birthday."
Meng Sheng brought out the noodles. They were so hot that she shook her hands and said to him with a smile.
Pei Sui looked at her usually calm almond-shaped eyes that were now emitting a bright and fragmented light, and his heart seemed to be squeezed hard by someone.
It doesn't hurt, but it's satisfying.
In the past, every year on her birthday, the old lady would ask the kitchen to make her a bowl of longevity noodles.
As he got older and moved out of the old house, he would no longer deliberately celebrate his birthday.
But the bowl of longevity noodles in front of him was made bit by bit by the woman he loved with all his patience, and the taste seemed to be different.
He chuckled, grabbed her hand and asked, "Are you burned?"
"fine."
Meng Sheng pulled her hand out, cupped his face, and stood on tiptoe, placing a gentle kiss on his thin lips. "It's not hot anymore."
Pei Sui was stunned, then immediately put his arms around her waist, pressed her into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
After grinding for a while, Meng Sheng felt short of breath and grabbed his collar to remind him, "The noodles are going to clump together."
Pei Sui then let her go, pulled out the chair and let her sit down first.
At seven o'clock in the evening, dusk falls and the lights come on.
Inside Germy Western Restaurant.
Meng Sheng and Pei Sui sat at the dining table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. In addition to the exquisite dishes on the table, there was also a beautiful little cake with candles.
The flickering candlelight reflected on Meng Sheng's gentle and smiling face. She asked, "Don't you want to make a wish?"
"No need to make a wish, the wish has already come true."
Pei Sui said this calmly, blew out the candles, and cut the cake neatly.
Meng Sheng paused slightly, the smile in his eyes deepened a little, and he pushed a black bag with the Montblanc logo in front of him.
"A birthday present."
Pei Sui took out the box, and inside lay a precious and elegant obsidian mechanical watch.
He raised his eyes and asked, "When did you buy it?"
"afternoon."
After finishing her work at the art museum in the afternoon, she went to a luxury goods mall in the city center and also booked some gifts for the Pei family's old house in the west of the city on the 6th.
Pei Sui didn't say anything, but he immediately took out his watch and put it on his wrist.
This behavior was enough to prove it without her having to ask him whether he liked it or not.
Although tonight was not their first date, it was the first date that commemorated a holiday since they got together.
After dinner, the two went to see a movie.
Pei Sui chose a romance film. The plot didn't have too many ups and downs, but it was ordinary and heartwarming.
Halfway through reading, Meng Sheng's phone suddenly rang.
It was Fu Chen calling.
She was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking that something had happened to Meng Chengli. She signaled to Pei Sui, then hurriedly left her seat and went outside the cinema to answer the phone.
"Hey, Professor Fu, what happened to my dad? Is the situation serious?"
Fu Chen on the other end of the phone was obviously startled by her nervous and anxious voice, then he smiled, his voice gentle and warm with a hint of soothing.
"No, Uncle Meng is fine. I just went to see him and he's already asleep. Sorry for calling you so suddenly. Did I scare you?"
Meng Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension and trembling in his voice disappeared instantly.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just being overly nervous."
She asked tentatively, "Then why did Professor Fu call..."
Fu Chen sighed helplessly, "Miaomiao hasn't seen you these past few days. I told her that you were holding an art exhibition at work, and she insisted on going to see it.
I've searched online several times but couldn't find a ticket, so I have no choice but to shamelessly bother you. Could you please sell me two tickets? "
"Aunt Meng, Aunt Meng...I'm Miaomiao..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cheerful, childish voice came out from the microphone.
Meng Sheng smiled softly, "I heard it."
"Seeing an art exhibition is just a small matter. Why would you need to buy a ticket? It's not even a bother. I'll tell the staff, and you can bring Miaomiao to see it anytime."
"Okay, thank you very much, Miaomiao, tell your auntie thank you."
"Thank you, Auntie!"
"You're welcome."
Fu Chen asked, "You're still in the art museum? Are you still working?"
Meng Sheng, "No, I'm off work."
She didn't want to say anything else.
Fu Chen didn't ask any further questions, just asked casually as a greeting.
After hanging up the phone, Meng Sheng turned around and saw Pei Sui standing two meters behind him.
Pei Sui walked up to her, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong? Is it your father's..."
Meng Sheng shook his head. "No. Miaomiao wanted to see the exhibition, but the tickets were sold out long before the promotional period, so he called and asked if we could sell him two tickets."
"Sold it to him?"
"No, I just need to go to the art museum tomorrow and say hello to the ticket inspector. It's not a big deal. He usually takes good care of my dad."
Pei Sui nodded, not wasting time on this topic, and pulled her into the theater to continue watching the movie.
By the time we returned to the Left Bank Courtyard, it was almost eleven o'clock.
The elevator stopped at the 11th floor. Meng Sheng turned his head to look at him and said, "I'll go in first. Good night..."
"Do you want to go upstairs and get your clothes from yesterday?" Pei Sui grabbed her hand and asked seriously.
“…”
Meng Sheng was speechless. "Tomorrow... or another day is fine."
Seeing that she was unmoved, Pei Sui simply said, "Sleeping on top tonight?"
She just knew it!
What clothes! That's all for other purposes.
"Last night..."
She glanced at him sideways, as if accusing him of the madness of last night causing her physical discomfort today.
Pei Sui pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Tonight, I won't do anything."
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