After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Qianzhe Mian walked out and closed the door to the lounge. She did have unfinished work, but she didn't want to turn on the desktop computer, so she held her laptop and sat on the window sill, looking at the night view outside. Finish the finishing work.

The moment she closed the computer, it happened to be 23:58. She stretched out, got off the window sill, and opened a cabinet in the office.

In the cabinet, there is a black pistol lying quietly. It looks matte, has no luster, and feels extremely smooth. The shape of the handle is different from that of ordinary pistols. It was made by Qianzhe Mian according to Qin Yelan's palm. The shape is specially made.

She admired it with satisfaction for a while, then took out a wooden box from the corner and put the gun inside.

Then she rolled out a trolley and put the cakes in the refrigerator on the trolley.

How did this cake come about... The time goes back to 45:[-] pm.

Qianzhe Mian poked his head out of the laboratory and looked at Xiulian who was walking towards him with a pair of bright brown eyes.

"Mo Mo, do you have a problem with me?" Xiulian tilted her head.

"Go and order a cake for me. It's enough for two people...it feels like four inches is about right." Qianzhe Mian thrust a piece of paper to Xiulian, "Just make it according to this style. When it's done, you can help me Take it into the small refrigerator in my office, but don't let Qin Yelan see it." Qian Zhemian warned in a low voice.

"If not, just put it at my place first. You guys must have a meeting tonight, and I'll put it in your office for you after the meeting." Xiulian took the note and glanced at it, "Blueberry mousse? And you don’t want to decorate it?”

"At this point... the cake shop should be getting off work soon. It would be great if you are willing to make it for us. If you want any decorations, ordinary mousse will be fine." Qian Zhemian waved his hand, "Go quickly, I still have to I'm busy with laboratory tests, so go and get back quickly, I feel like someone will be here soon."

"Okay." Xiulian stuffed the note into her pocket and walked out.

Just as Qian Zhemian expected, within a few minutes, her subordinates and Shuangchen came from different directions and stood in front of the door looking at each other.

So, she waited a moment, pretended that she had just finished the test, and then walked out of the laboratory.

At this moment, looking at the purple-red blueberry mousse cake, she smiled with great satisfaction, inserted a number candle in the center, and put the cake on the trolley.

She took out her phone, found Xiulian's dialog box, sent a "thank you", and transferred some money.

Xiulian returned the money as usual and added, "It's my job, so I won't ask for any extra money."

"Okay... As expected of you..." When the money was returned, Qianzhe Mian was not surprised. He opened the banking software and entered a string of numbers very skillfully, transferring the money directly to Xiulian's account, " If that's the case, then I'll just transfer the money directly as before."

She glanced at the time and was delighted to find that the time was just right, 23:59:45.

Qianzhe Mian smiled, took out two sets of cutlery, put them on the trolley, lit the digital candle, stood at the door of the lounge, and waited patiently for the time to become 23:59:59.

After a few seconds, she finally opened the door gently, with a joyful smile on her face and a hint of tenderness in her voice that she didn't even notice: "Qin Yelan, happy birthday."

"Mo Mo!" Qin Yelan sat up from the bed, "How...when did you order it? They will also order cakes for me during the day, you..."

"That one was ordered by them, Qin Yelan, they are them, and I am me." Qian Zhemian pushed the trolley to the bedside, "Make a wish, and I will help you realize it within my ability."

"How can anyone be like you?" Qin Yelan couldn't laugh or cry, "If you say your wish, it won't work..."

"Find something I can do, say it as a wish, and I will complete it for you. Wouldn't it be effective?" Qianzhe Mian looked at him very puzzled, "Why do you have such strange concerns? "

"It's okay, you're right." Qin Yelan didn't expect her brain circuit to be like this. He was stunned for half a second and suddenly smiled. He lowered his head, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and said in a very pious tone, " Then I hope that my Mo Mo will not be injured again before my birthday next year."

After saying that, he raised his head and stared straight at Qian Zhelian with a pair of peach blossom eyes. There was a hint of cunning in his smile: "Is that okay? Mo Mo."

"Tsk... it's a bit difficult to make your wish, but I'll try my best." She pressed her temples with a headache, "What about other things? Material aspects."

"Others? I can solve material things by myself. All I want is you from beginning to end. Now that we are married, I am satisfied." He looked at her with a serious expression, not like he was lying. , the dark peach blossom eyes are slightly bent, the eyes are deep and pure, extremely charming, as if they are about to suck people in - he is really affectionate.

Somehow, she leaned over and quietly blocked his eyebrows with one hand, while pressing the back of his head with the other hand to bring him closer to her lips. She kissed his lips gently, touching them like a dragonfly touching water. Until then.

"Mo Mo, you..." Qin Yelan was obviously a little flustered, even a little shy in his tone, "You... are you finally willing to like me?"

"Well." Qian Zhemian murmured in a low voice, "Wouldn't it be a big loss for you to marry someone who doesn't like you? I don't like you, I just don't want you to lose."

"Okay, okay, everything Mo Mo said is right, whatever Mo Mo says is what it is." Qin Yelan smiled and pulled her to the bedside and hugged her, while he put his head forward, blew out the candle in one breath, and kissed her again Kissed her cheek, "Thank you, Mo Mo."

Qianzhe Mian handed the box to him: "Birthday gift, please open it quickly and take a look."

Qin Yelan raised his eyebrows: "Is this a gift for me?"

Qianzhe Mian stared at him, thoughtfully.

So how much did you resist him before that made him feel so flattered when he received the gift?
She couldn't help but start to reflect on whether she had been a little too cold and unreasonable before.As she thought about it, her thoughts became distorted for some reason, maybe because professional knowledge was wandering in her brain. She stared at Qin Yelan, thinking in trance. Before Qin Yelan found himself, he had to face the normal physiological phenomena of men. How is the request solved?

Her gaze was so direct that Qin Yelan's hands, which were holding the gun and examining it carefully, trembled involuntarily, and his voice began to tremble inexplicably: "Momo, what are you... looking at me for?"

"It's nothing, you go on, I'm just thinking about something." Qianzhe Mian didn't want to put pressure on him, so he turned around, opened the curtains, and stared at the night view outside the window.

"It's okay, you can take a look if you want." Qin Yelan hurriedly put the pistol on the bed, walked forward, stretched out his arms and hugged Qian Zhemian's waist, "I won't let you look."

"I'm really just thinking about something." Qianzhe Mian smiled helplessly and took his hand away. "Go and take a look at your pistol. Is there anything that needs to be modified?"

"I tried it, and it fits my hand shape very well." Qin Yelan took a look and said, "Did you make it yourself? No one else can make this... pistol that fits my hand shape so well."

"Yes, I did." Qianzhe Mian admitted generously. Thinking of the question just now, there was suddenly a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"What's wrong? Looking at me like this? That's how you looked when you knocked over the water glass when you were a child." Qin Yelan rubbed her head, closed the curtains, pulled her to the bed and sat down, holding her in his arms Her waist.

"Nothing." Qian Zhemian shook his head, put the pistol back into the box, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"It's really nothing?" Qin Yelan tilted his head and looked at her, "You must have something to ask, right?"

"Uh... that's indeed a bit..." Qianzhe Mian saw that he couldn't be deceived. After doing some mental construction, he blushed and asked in a very low voice, "That... is... I know men There are some... physiological needs... that... how did you..."

"How did I solve it?" Qin Yelan looked at her with a smile, "Actually, most of the time, just ignore it. This is how I solved it for so many years."

"Ah..." Qianzhe Mian was stunned, with a "learned" expression.

"Many times, those who say they must be 'solved' are just making excuses for their indulgence." Qin Yelan smiled and rubbed her head, "Speaking of which, there is a very embarrassing thing... "

"Huh? What do you say?" Qian Zhemian tilted her head and looked at him.

"The few times I had to look directly at my physiological reactions were because I dreamed of you." Qin Yelan scratched his head in embarrassment, "But that happened after you returned to Lingcheng."

"You..." The temperature that had just dissipated on Qian Zhemian's face suddenly increased again, and she turned red with embarrassment, "Qin Yelan——"

"Sorry for making you shy." Qin Yelan held her in his arms and let her beat his chest. Of course, Qianzhe Mian didn't use any force.

After a while, Qianzhe Mian stopped, buried her face in his arms and asked softly: "Then... we are all married... why haven't I seen you mention this matter?"

"I'm waiting for you to mention it." Qin Yelan rubbed her head, "Although asking you to take the initiative will make you feel embarrassed, only at that time can I be sure that you are voluntary - Mo Mo, I I don’t want to force you. What I want is your willingness. If I bring this up, it will sound more or less forced. Even if it doesn’t sound like this to you, my words will definitely affect your judgment. Yes, this is not good after all, and it is also a situation I don’t want to see. I believe you will consider this, just like now, you finally like me, you will naturally think of this matter, only like this Zi pointed out that what you said is your own idea, so that I can ensure that your wishes are not influenced by anyone - Mo Mo, I respect all your wishes, you are an independent individual, and I am the least interested. What you want to see is someone trying to influence your will, can you understand?"

"We discussed some things before, but why didn't you say that you were influencing my wishes?" Qian Zhe Mian rolled his eyes, deliberately making things difficult.

"My ancestors... can that be the same? I was just..." He was about to answer seriously, but he saw the increasingly crazier smile on her face, "Hey, you girl... you are so bad!"

"Hehe..." Qian Zhemian turned around, reached for the knife and fork, and turned to ask him, "Shou Xinggong, do you want to cut the cake?"

"Okay, I'll cut it." Qin Yelan took the knife with his uninjured left hand and cut the cake in half, "Mo Mo, bring the plate over and take it."

"Okay~" Qianzhe Mian pushed the plate over and took the knife in his hand with his left hand, "I'll do it, your hands are not convenient."

"Okay." Qin Yelan didn't show any force and gave her the knife.

"Speaking of which...he looked at her skillful movements and asked, "When did you learn to cook? "

"Sixteen years ago." She put the cake on two plates with focused eyes and handed him one. "But at that time, I couldn't actually remember my birthday. At that time, cooking was more about cooking. …I will do my best to improve my living environment.”

"What happened next?" Qin Yelan took the plate and ate slowly.

"I don't remember when I started to remember my birthday. Of course, I also remembered some things about my parents. I even used those remaining memories to retrieve their suicide notes and remembered my identity. But they didn't mention you, they just said that it is my duty to protect the Qin family, the Qin family and the Ling Kingdom." She was a little dazed, "Well... they also told me by the way, I am Lance People from the Lott family, the Lancelot family was once a hereditary aristocratic family in country D. They have protected country D for generations. It is equivalent to telling me that it is my duty to protect a country... However, it also specifically pointed out that the Qin family has a special interest in us. Well, even if you don't care about Lingguo, you still have to protect the Qin family. Later, as you know well, I have been silently guarding the Qin family and you all these years. This is why you asked me for the first time. When you can't get married, I will tell you clearly that your strength is not enough - because at that time, to me, you are just a task object... Just kidding, how can you marry a task object? "

"I see..." Qin Yelan nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered something, "No, he is no longer the target of the mission now?"

"Eh...? Don't you know?" Qianzhe Mian looked at him in surprise. The surprise on his face subsided in the next second, "Oh, you really don't know, it's okay."

"What don't I know?" Qin Yelan turned her face towards her, pretending to be fierce, "Speak quickly."

"It's nothing, it's really nothing." Qianzhe Mian began to regret her inexplicable question. Why couldn't she think about it and her mouth was faster than her brain?
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