My Ome, she gradually swells

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Fu Chengque laughed, quickly pulled out the candles on the cake, and handed the plastic knife to Wen Yu, "Cut the cake! I want to eat the one with your name on it!"

Wen Yu smacked his lips twice, then yelled "Okay", and then said: "You worked hard today, don't say eat my name, you can eat me."

Fu Chengque took a look, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wen Yu scratched his face with a smile, "I'm too happy."

"I think so too."

Wen Yu cut the cake, handed the cake with the word "Xiao Yu" to his little girlfriend, and put a piece for himself.

The cake is shaking slightly.

Take a spoonful and pour it into your mouth. The dense cream melts in your mouth, and the sweetness spreads in your mouth in an instant.

This unassuming cake is actually delicious!
"It's delicious! It's delicious!" Wen Yu praised, "I can't tell, you actually have the potential to become the world's number one pastry chef!"

Fu Chengque was staring at Wen Yu nervously. Hearing the praise, he laughed bluntly and happily, "Wow hahaha! Don't dare, Minmin is still ahead... Hehehe! Is it delicious?"

"good to eat!"

"If you like it, I will contract your future birthday cake!" She said proudly, her eyes fell on Wen Yu's face, and she asked softly, "Is it okay?"

Wen Yu paused, then asked with a smile, "Is it okay to do it for a lifetime?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and she smiled brightly in an instant, "Okay, I will do it for you for the rest of my life!

The vinyl record was spinning, and a familiar male voice sang a tune that evoked memories.Wen Yu didn't even know where Fu Chengque got the vinyl record and record player, and the song "There Are Peach Blossoms" by Xu Song that was played was also a recent song.

"...I was almost lucky, but I have been working hard."

"Every time I see you strengthens my resolve to love."

"Please love me, even if you are still a little confused."

"Please love me, I am willing to give you all I have..."

The melodious and slow tune, with a slight joy of love, gently echoed in the room.

Fu Chengque noticed Wen Yu's gaze staring at the record player, reached out and patted it lightly, and when Wen Yu looked at her, he said braggingly, "I bought it with my part-time job money, and it's also part of the gift." She Looking back at the balcony curtains, pointing to the corner, "Wait for the hem, you can listen to it if you want."

She snickered, "I bought other records, I'll listen to them later."

Wen Yu nodded with a chuckle, "When did you hide in the bedroom?"

"I won't tell you hee hee."

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, paused, and looked at the girl's eyes full of joy, "Qiaoer..."

There was touch and joy in the boy's eyes.

Fu Chengque stared at Wen Yu, then suddenly tapped on the table, straightened her back, and pretended to be displeased and said, "You don't want to thank me for pinching cats and cats! If you thank me, it will change!"

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "No."

"Ok?"

"I want to say..."

"say what?"

"You ate the cake up your nose."

"Wow!!" The girl touched her nose a few times and frowned, "Huh? No?"

"Hahaha."

"You're kidding me again!"

The autumn rain is pattering and the wind is blowing. It must be cold outside.

The subtle sound of rain is mixed in the singing, just like the boy's thoughts——

Watching the rain hit the window sill in the small house, listening to the song, the warmth around me is very strong, this is really good.

……

The cake made by Fu Chengque is really good.

Wen Yu doesn't like too sweet things very much, but this time, he ate the cake carefully, the creamy softness, the fragrance of the flesh, the sweetness and softness of the cake embryo, he wanted to remember the taste of every bite.

Halfway through the cake, Fu Chengque snickered and asked, "Xiao Yu, what wish did you just make?"

Wen Yu asked back, "You want to talk?"

It doesn't make sense to say the wish, Fu Chengque cares about this, but she is so curious about Wen Yu's wish.

I had no choice but to make a slight gesture, "You reveal a Mimi."

Wen Yu said: "Assist you to become the empress!"

Fu Chengque was shocked: "Birthday wish, you actually..."

Moved, moved to tears.

She tremblingly said: "Xiaoyu, you are so kind, I can't repay you, I can only..."

Wen Yu's soul was shaken, and he suddenly raised his head: "Tonight...!"

"Come, eat my cooking!"

"..."

Empress Orange Sparrow carefully prepared five dishes, all of which were pure in color and bright in color.

From the moment Wen Yu came to the table, he had already thought about them, and after taking a bite of the sweet cake, he wanted to eat it even more.

After Fu Chengque finished speaking, he quickly held the chopsticks in his hands, and his eyes searched for the target.

In Fu Chengque's eyes, this anxious look is just greedy for her cooking?
The girl laughed loudly, raised her head and said, "Don't be in a hurry to eat, these five dishes of mine are all about emotions, don't you want to hear it?"

For the birthday of the two, there are fewer side details, less rules and order, and more delicate sharing.

This kind of mood is also not available on ordinary birthdays.

Wen Yu paused, and glanced back and forth between his little girlfriend's face and the dishes, "You mean, the kind where the emperor took a bite of this dish in private and was surprised?"

Fu Chengque shook her head, "It's not that kind."

Wen Yu hesitated for a moment, but suppressed his greed, put away his chopsticks, and raised his hands in a bow: "Master Fu, please speak, and listen carefully."

Fu Chengque leaned forward and gestured towards the braised pork, "This! Look, braised pork again!"

"How to say?"

"Did you notice any difference?"

"This... please advise."

"Hahaha, Xiaoyu, I thought you were good at cooking, but you didn't see it!" Fu Chengque said lightly, and then called Wen Yu to get closer to the braised pork, and the two of them looked at the food on the plate together, she said : "Look carefully, is it redder than usual?"

"Hiss...you say it like that, it seems to be true! It's bright red!"

"Right!!! I added 2 more sugar than Xiaogua said!"

"why?"

"It seems that the meat will be more red. I want your birthday to be prosperous! Then, it will be slightly sweeter, which means that life is also sweet."

"..."

Wen Yu was taken aback.

What is booming, Fu Chengque, you are so vulgar.

He took a breath and looked at another tomato dish, "What's this saying?"

"Tomato stewed tenderloin is also booming."

"Chicken wings?"

"Garlic Honey Sauce Chicken Wing Roots, Xiao Yu, you have to spread your wings and fly high into the sky!"

"Then this 'stir-fried shrimp with broccoli' is what I want to go to sea?"

"Hahaha." Fu Chengque looked up with a smile, "No, look, the color of the shrimp..."

"It's booming too, isn't it?"

"dei!"

"..."

"Hey hey hey..."

The girl chuckled softly.

The songs on the record also happen to be switching, and her laughter is palpable in the gaps where the tune disappears.She smiled a little cutely, her body trembled slightly, her ponytail was still tied, and she swayed slightly with her smile.She can't help but feel complacent, as if she is happy for her "prosperous" carelessness.

Only her and the sound of the rain remained at night.

Wen Yu stared at her. After a long time, the cheeks of the girl opposite her turned red, and she lowered her head slowly.

The singing came out again, singing the words "The rain wiped off the frosty leaves, and the leaves fell all over the ground. The clouds cover the autumn geese, and the moonlight for ten years is covered".

Losing eye contact, Wen Yu's eyes became distracted, the past flickered in front of his eyes, he seemed to see again last year today, he and Fu Chengque were walking in the flower bed, and saw Xiao Qingmei's face under the moonlight.This year is different-

The red leaves under the rain, spread out the shame on the face.Yesterday's moonlight, however, could no longer conceal the slender love thoughts between the two of them.

Wen Yu suddenly became cheerful, looked down at the few dishes, and suddenly felt that the reason for "booming" was not vulgar at all——

This girl whose cooking skills are worrying, his little green plum has been around all day, picking up five home-cooked dishes, but she really has her heart.

After a while, Fu Chengque raised her eyes and asked, "Xiaoyu, try it?"

try it!

Must try!

Wen Yu nodded heavily, and said, "Let me taste the craftsmanship of Qiaoer Empress!"

Raise your hand high, draw an exaggerated circle, and plunge into a piece of braised pork. The bowl is next to the bottom, and it is in front of your eyes.

This braised pork is pure soy sauce color, the surface is oily, and the meat is also fat and thin. The place where the chopsticks are rooted, oil and water seep slightly, and a strong aroma enters the nose.

"Have you eaten?" Wen Yu raised his chopsticks.

"Eat!" Fu Chengque leaned closer, staring intently.

No longer dawdling, Wen Yu directly stuffed it into his mouth under the expectant gaze of the girl opposite - in an instant, his taste buds jumped with joy!This piece of meat is soft and rotten, fat but not greasy, thin and not sticky, the sauce is slightly salty with a little spicy taste, which more neutralizes the remaining greasy and crooked, after a few bites, it is completely soft and rotten, and it is like jelly It seems to be drawn down the throat and into the abdomen, and the smell of meat still remains on the lips and teeth.

Immediately, Wen Yu slapped the table angrily, startling Fu Chengque.

"What's wrong!? Unpalatable?!"

"Delicious!" Wen Yu laughed loudly, "It's very delicious and fragrant!"

Fu Chengque's expression suddenly changed from frightened to joyful.

"Oh... I just do whatever I want..."

Wen Yu took a look, and then forked the meat with chopsticks again, "No, no, I like this so much! I just thought that Qiaoer's western pastry is unparalleled in the world, but this can't work, this braised pork is obviously the best!"

"It's fine if you like it, it's fine if you like it... I'll give it to you."

The chopsticks extend from there to this end.

"Qiaoer, you are so kind."

"Hee hee hee hee..."

"A dish of red-cooked pork can tell that the emperor has put his best intentions towards me. His love is so deep that the old minister is very moved. How about..."

The girl was taken aback by the action of picking up vegetables, "Why not?"

The young man changed the subject, and his words were suddenly earnest: "It's better to sleep with the old minister tonight..."

"..."

……

Wen Yu's birthday was about Fu Chengque's hardest and busiest day in the past 18 years.

Since getting up in the morning, my feet don't touch the ground and my hands don't stop.

There is no particular reason, she just wants to make Wen Yu the happiest person on this day.

After dinner, she also strongly rejected Wen Yu's proposal to help clean up, and cleaned up everything by herself——

The birthday star should be happy till the end.

The empress' principles will be written into the law in the future.

She wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen again. It was past 23 and it was late at night.

No rain could be heard outside the window, but the wind was still there, just not as harsh as it was two hours ago.In the living room, the record player was moved by Xiaoyu himself to the corner next to the sliding window. He leaned on the armrest of the sofa, with a pillow on his back, facing the outside.When the song was playing, the feet were still beating the beat little by little-this little boyfriend who is not perfect in five notes, the beat was always wrong.

But he seems very comfortable.

Fu Chengque walked over, poking his head into Wen Yu's field of vision.

"Is it comfortable?"

Wen Yu looked up and saw his little girlfriend smiling softly, her body became more and more paralyzed, and she was limp on the sofa, "It's so comfortable, so comfortable, I'm not as good as me."

"puff."

Fu Chengque chuckled and sat on the edge of the sofa.

Wen Yu moved inward, and put one hand on the girl's waist. He didn't do anything else but hug her.

Fu Chengque tilted her head to look at it, and felt that "I'm so comfortable" feeling spread through the air on Wen Yu's body.

"Xiao Yu."

"Ok?"

"happy?"

"Very happy!"

"so happy?"

In the past 18 years, Wen Yu has never had a second girl other than his mother seriously cook a meal for him, and carefully hand-made a cake.Not to mention that this girl is still his girlfriend, and she is openly showing her liking for him.

He is happy!He is happy!Without discounting--

Even if he just lay here and didn't do anything, his mind was dancing peacefully, and the candle flame burned into a bonfire in the depths of his heart, and the noise didn't stop.

This happiness caused waves in the lives of the two lifetimes before and after.

Wen Yu sat up straight, embraced the girl's body, hugged her from behind, and whispered: "I'm really happy, thank you Qiaoer!"

Wen Yu said it again.

Fu Chengque wrinkled his nose at him.

The subtle movements made her feel happy. She looked down at her slippers, and inexplicably, they also tapped to the music.

Once, twice, da da da.

The two listened to the song and didn't speak for a while, as if they didn't need to speak.

After being quiet for a while, Fu Chengque suddenly turned to look at Wen Yu, "I still have a record with a song in it, I want to let you listen to it."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Wen Yu's answer, she hurried back to the bedroom to fetch a new black record, put it on, adjusted it slightly, and the song had changed.

As soon as the prelude sounded, Wen Yu suddenly realized——

It is Jay Chou's "Orchid Pavilion Preface".

But, why does the little girlfriend want to listen to this song for him?

After fiddling with the record player, Fu Chengque ran back, climbed onto the sofa, and sat beside Wen Yu.

Her eyes sparkle.

"Listen," she said.

Wen Yu listened attentively.

The song is singing: "Lanting Lintie, running script is like flowing clouds and flowing water..."

The song is singing: "The afterglow of the setting sun, as drunk as your shyness..."

The song is still singing:

"It's nothing to do with Fengyue, I'll wait for you to write the preface. Once you hang the pen, there will be thousands of waves on the shore. No matter how to interpret the word love, no matter how you write it, it won't be right..."

Wen Yu had doubts in his eyes, he looked at Xiao Qingmei, and Xiao Qingmei also looked at him.

The girl inhaled lightly, and a song came out of her crisp voice, the singing was very close:

"And I only lack the understanding of your life."

After singing the lines, Fu Chengque said softly:

"Xiaoyu, say it again, happy birthday! I will accompany you last year and this year, and I will accompany you in the future. If possible, I will accompany you in the days after."

Wen Yu stared at her, his heart trembling slightly.

She smiled: "It's just that I have some regrets. Without the understanding of you in the past few years, it's not a lifetime. I'm sorry."

The song was still singing, but the rain seemed to have stopped.