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Chapter 175 Again and again, Conan, just get used to it
After putting Yuanzi's gift aside, Xiao Ai stepped forward, their eyes collided, Xiao Ai's delicate earlobes were reddish, she took out the gift from behind and handed it to Guangyou: "It's for you."

For a moment, Guangyou was stunned, and Xiao Ai frowned when she saw that Guangyou didn't reach out to accept the gift: "You don't want to forget it!"

Her earlobes became even redder, and Guangyou hurriedly took the gift from Xiao Ai: "Yes, why not, if I don't want Xiao Ai's things, I will really be struck by lightning!"

What she said made Xiao Ai a little embarrassed, she hurriedly walked to Xiaolan's side to help Xiaolan.

Conan elbowed Guangyou: "The sour smell of love, tsk tsk."

Holding the gift from Xiao Ai in his hand, Guangyou sized up Conan: "A single dog like you won't understand."

After saying that, he left, Conan pursed his lips: "I'm not single, it's just that I haven't confessed my love yet."

"Happy Birthday Guangyou!"

"Bang, bang!" The salute was fired by the crowd, and offices with ribbons were floating everywhere, and then Xiaolan said, "Then, let's start!"

As soon as the words fell, Guangyou picked up the nearest cake, and slapped Conan on the left face with a serious face. The movements were skillful and smooth: "Let Conan taste the first bite."

As the saying goes, good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil. Before Guangyou finished speaking, Xiao Ai covered his face with cream, and Xiao Ai chuckled softly: "I think you should taste it too, Guangyou. It tastes very delicious." OK."

Guangyou reached out to wipe off the cream stuck on his eyes, and then picked up a piece of cake and threw it on Conan's face, Conan was stunned on the chair with a creamy face: "I didn't fuck you, I'm the fuck"

Conan was speechless, he was shot while lying down, Guangyou curled his lips, it was impossible for Xiao Ai to hit Xiao Ai himself, it happened that Conan was beside him, it was just a matter of course.

"When I knew the truth, my tears fell." Conan also figured this out. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He meowed and celebrated someone else's birthday, but he was covered in cream all over his face.

Conan stuck out his tongue and licked the cream around his mouth.

but.

No taste.
"Snapped"

Another piece of cake was summoned by Conan, and Conan wiped the cream from his eyes and nostrils with both hands: "Clay figurines are angry too!"

"Snapped"

Lao Tzu said: "You may not get used to everything the first time, and you may not get used to it the second time, but you will always get used to it the third and fourth time."

Guangyou saw Conan's loveless expression through the thick layer of cream on Conan's face, and sighed: "I'm sorry, Conan."

"Snapped."

"But it's really cool."

For a while, the birthday party seemed to turn into a cream fight, and everyone had a great time. Uncle Maori held a can of beer in the distance based on his age and watched the children's nonsense without stopping: "It's nice to be young .”

Even Xiao Ai, who usually has a cold face, laughed a little more today, which made Guangyou dumbfounded several times.

The birthday party lasted until nearly ten o'clock in the evening, leaving a lot of mess. Everyone was a little tired today, and Uncle Mao Li was a little bit drunk, so everyone put the mess over there first and then cleaned it up later.

After washing, Conan lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling and smiled: "Although today's process made me feel a little depressed, overall it's still great."

"However, when will I be able to recover?"

The full moon was in the sky, the stars were dotted with stars, Guangyou was wearing pajamas half lying on the lounge chair on the roof of the office, and the presents he received today were placed on the table beside him.

Guangyou attaches great importance to receiving gifts from others for the first time between his two lives. He specially saves these gifts until the end of the party. He is going to unwrap these significant gifts under this wonderful night scene.

A gust of night wind blew by, a fringe was blown slightly, that smile was full of deep meaning, deep eyes looked into the distance, and then turned to the gift aside.

Guangyou reached out to pick up one, and stroked the pink packaging of the gift: "It belongs to Ayumi and the others."

He moved very carefully, for fear of damaging the packaging, and the gift gradually revealed its true colors, and Guangyou couldn't help but smile when he saw it.

"Draw."

The gift of the three of Ayumi is a painting, a painting of everyone, to be honest, the painting is not good, and everyone can only identify who is who through some characteristics of people, but Guangyou sees It can be concluded that the three of them have been drawing very seriously, and it doesn't matter how well they draw, this kind of heart is already very precious.

The painting was put into a photo frame, and Guangyou touched some cheap photo frames on it: "They really put their heart into it."

Unwrapping Conan’s blue gift package, Conan’s gift to Guangyou is two tickets to a popular band’s concert. Suddenly, Guangyou smiled, because Conan is very discerning, and he gave couple tickets .

Yuanzi gave a mobile phone, which was expensive, Xiaolan gave a pair of shoes, blue and red contrasting color limited edition Nikes, and the uncle gave a winning lottery ticket.

Guangyou couldn't help curling his lips: "Uncle is also true, he actually won [-] yen. This is the highest lottery ticket won by an uncle, right? No, has he ever won?"

Immediately without thinking about it, Guangyou turned his attention to the last gift, which was a gift wrapped in lavender color, which was given by Xiao Ai, and Guangyou deliberately put this gift at the end.

Carefully picked up the gift, Guangyou opened the package even more carefully, there was a layer of gift box packaging inside the package, also the color of lavender, with white decorations on it.

In the most conspicuous position of the gift box, there is a capsule pattern, with a line of white words underneath, saying happy birthday. Seeing this, Guangyou laughed out loud: "Has medicine A become the representative pattern of Xiao Ai? It's so interesting."

Opening the gift box, Guangyou smiled again. There was a sweater in the box, a black sweater. When he unfolded it, there were some simple decorations on the sweater.

Some details on the sweater indicated that the sweater was hand-knitted. Thinking of this, Guangyou shook his head: "This girl."

"However, I like it very much." Guangyou refolded the sweater and put it in the gift box.

With his hands clasped behind his head, his legs crossed, his eyes squinted, he looked at the distant night sky and felt the cool night wind blowing. After a while, Guangyou got up and stretched: "It's time to go to bed, tomorrow I'm going to sleep again." I have to go to school."

"Guangyou! Conan! Teacher Xiaolin called me and said that there was an earthquake this morning, and the school will be closed for a day!"

Guangyou, who was washing in the bathroom, was not surprised to hear Xiaolan's words. After spitting out the water and responding, he wiped the remaining toothpaste around his mouth.

This place in Japan has a small earthquake every three days. Guangyou has been completely used to it during the time he came here. It is no exaggeration to say that many people can eat instant noodles calmly while feeling the obvious earthquake.

If it was a big earthquake, then the one who should run still had to run, Guangyou thought so and pushed open the door of the bathroom. When he saw the scene in the living room, Guangyou slammed his lips: "I think it's better to go to school."

(End of this chapter)