When Luo Lan returned to the backyard, A Yu's special chair for Leng Yu had been finished. Seeing Luo Lan coming over, he patted the chair and asked:
"Princess, what do you think of this chair?"
Luo Lan looked at the chair whose gap had been polished extremely rounded by Ayu, pursed his lips and nodded with a smile.
"Very good, I'll bring it in for the prince right now, so that he won't feel embarrassed when he goes to the toilet in the future."
After saying that, Ayu hurriedly opened the door for her, and Luo Lan moved the chair into the house.
When Luo Lan came back, he had just finished urinating. When he heard her coming in, he hurriedly closed the lid of the urinal and placed it at the end of the bed.
"Lan'er, you're back."
He was used to asking her this whenever he heard the sound of the door opening.
Luo Lan moved the somewhat heavy chair across the screen to him. After placing the chair, Leng Yu hurriedly asked:
"What are you going to do?"
Luo Lan patted the chair and said, "From now on, you can go to the latrine here."
Looking at the gap in the chair, Leng Yuruo blushed with realization. Luo Lan sat next to him and raised her hand to pinch his pretty face.
"You're blushing again? Why do grown men love to blush so much?"
But he looked at her with affectionate and bright eyes, and said softly:
"Lan'er, you are so thoughtful."
The corners of Luo Lan's mouth raised and she chuckled slightly, "You are my husband. I will still count on you to give me happiness in the future. How can I be careless?"
Leng Yu lowered his head and looked at his legs, feeling a little sad.
Luo Lan put her hand on his chin, raised his face, looked at him with her beautiful eyes, raised the corners of her lips slightly, raised her eyebrows and smiled:
"Prince Yu, do you know that there are many patients in our palace today, and we have to thank Nie Chang'an for this. If he hadn't insisted on making this bet with me yesterday, which made your wife and me famous for a while, I really wouldn't Know how to recruit patients.”
Speaking of this, she smiled proudly, while Leng Yu half-squinted his eyes and said deeply:
"There are many famous people, and a big tree attracts the wind. There are so many medical clinics in the capital. If all the patients come to your place, it will inevitably attract jealousy. Then someone will get in the way. You have to be careful."
"What are you afraid of?"
She pulled his leg over and placed it on her own, kneading it while whispering:
"I treat people, the consultation fee is cheap, and the medicine is not expensive. It is very annoying to have patients in people's homes. If you encounter a witch doctor like Nie Chang'an again, wouldn't it be very unlucky, so I will It’s a good deed.”
"Lan'er, you can't charge such a low medical fee, otherwise colleagues will think you are deliberately disrupting order. Although this is not illegal, it will offend people. Then other medical clinics will come to you and cause trouble. I'm afraid You can't handle it."
"I'm not afraid."
She blinked at him a few times, "No matter whether the price is high or low, the most important thing is whether the patient can be cured. Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. I will get you food and give you acupuncture after eating."
After saying that, she raised her hand and pressed the tip of his nose, saying affectionately: "Wait," and then got up and went outside to get food.
Leng Yu was always a little worried about Luo Lan. She was not flamboyant, but she was completely informal and even careless in her work. The more she behaved like this, the more jealous she would be.
While he was worrying about this, Luo Lan had already come in with rice. At noon today, she specially asked the cook to roll out the noodles. Leng Yu hadn't eaten noodles for a long time.
“Do you know why you eat noodles?”
She put the bowl in his hand and picked up another bowl herself and asked.
Leng Yu shook his head, "Is there still a reason for eating noodles?"
"Yes, I have."
She picked a mouthful and held it in her mouth. After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing, she said thoughtfully:
"Because today is my birthday and eating noodles can help you live longer."
Hearing this, Leng Yu's hands shook. He put down the noodle bowl and looked at her blankly.
"Why do you only eat a bowl of noodles on your birthday?"
"What happened to the noodles?"
She raised her eyes and looked at him with half-squinted eyes. Thinking of the original owner's behavior on birthdays a few years ago, she felt sour in her heart. She couldn't help but said: "Shouldn't you eat noodles for birthdays? When I was at my uncle's house, I even I can’t even eat noodles. Every year on this day, I will go to my uncle’s kitchen to steal some noodles. After mixing them with water at night, I will knead them into the shape of noodles with my hands. When they all fall asleep, I will cook them again. Come and eat.”
Speaking of this, she grinned bitterly, "I kneaded the noodles too thickly, and they were never cooked. In order not to be discovered by my aunt, I ate them like that. I would definitely have a stomachache the next day."
Speaking of this, she stuck out her tongue and felt sour in her heart when she thought about the life the original owner had lived.
Listening to her casual recollection of her past experiences, Leng Yu's eyes suddenly turned red. He took the bowl out of her hand, looked at her affectionately, brought her hand to his mouth and blew on it. Li murmured:
"Lan'er, I promise, this is the shabbiest birthday you will ever have in the rest of your life. Starting next year, I will remember today and celebrate your birthday with you."
His words stunned Luo Lan, and then she looked at him with sparkling eyes, pursed her lips and smiled,
"It's just a birthday, don't take it so seriously."
"No."
He shook his head vigorously, "From now on, every day about you is very important to me, and I will remember it one by one."
His words moved her. She narrowed her eyes, pursed her lips, and said delicately:
"In that case, then give me a kiss as a birthday gift."
Hearing this, he didn't move for a long time. When Luo Lan was frowning in surprise and preparing to open her eyes, he raised his hands, gently lifted her head, slowly approached her face, and carefully placed his lips on hers. A light peck on the corner, and her face turned red instantly.
He looked at her little red face, and once again placed his thin, cool lips on her forehead, eyes, tip of nose, and finally, on the red lips he had been thinking about.
When his lips fell, a feeling of relief came over her, and she felt that her mind went blank. She obediently closed her eyes tightly when she was about to open them, and quietly enjoyed his wet and hot kiss.
While she was intoxicated, he grabbed her hand and hooked it around his neck. His lips quickly turned from gentle to violent. The tip of his tongue deftly pried open her teeth and kissed her deeply. This kiss was hot and long.
The moment their lips and teeth met, her whole body was numb from his kiss and her head was dizzy. She instinctively hugged him, tighter, and tighter.
This is the best birthday gift she has ever received on this birthday.
But the relationship between them was limited to kissing. His big hands kept rubbing her back, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh before he would stop.
"Lan'er..."
He moved his lips away, half-squinted his eyes, called her name affectionately, and whispered softly, "Lan'er, do you know what I want to do most the day I can stand up?"
Luo Lan blushed and shook her head, "What?"
