"How long have you been preparing for it, huh?"
As soon as Bo Jingci finished speaking, Song Jingmian held his hand and smiled: "It didn't take long."
"Are you tired?"
He gently brushed her face and asked softly.
"Not tired."
Bo Jingci sighed softly.
The two of them were still in contact two days ago. She was extremely busy. She was able to come back before his birthday and had prepared so much. She must have been busy for a long time all night.
"Mianmian."
He hugged her, and her soft and small one looked particularly petite in his arms: "Thank you."
"I like the gift very much."
He must have been prepared when he asked that in the car. He had just guessed it, but he didn't ask more, but he couldn't help but feel curious.
"Huh?"
Song Jingmian was confused and said, "I haven't even taken out the gift yet."
This guy probably thought that these things set up at home were gifts prepared for him.
Bo Jingci had doubts on his face: "Huh?"
Song Jingmian then took out a gift box from somewhere.
"Take it apart and take a look?"
Bo Jingci looked at her. There was excitement and expectation in her eyes, as well as a hint of nervousness, and he laughed softly.
"I like whatever you give me."
Song Jingmian urged: "Open it quickly and take a look."
Bo Jingci gently opened her gift box, and when she saw the neat clothes inside, she smiled: "It's very beautiful."
He always trusted her vision.
The suit she gave was a navy blue suit. Song Jingmian took it out, looked at it carefully for a while, and then compared it with him.
"very suitable."
When she was abroad, she took Xiao Nian there to go shopping during her break. After shopping for a long time, she was still not satisfied.
Just as she was about to leave, she saw this dress around the corner, and the scene of Bo Jingci putting this dress on came to her mind.
This color suits him very well. He usually wears either black or white. I know he doesn't like those fancy clothes, but I also want to try clothes other than those two colors for him.
So when she saw this navy blue suit, she inexplicably felt that it fit him perfectly.
Sure enough, after doing some gestures on him, I found that it was indeed the case.
Bo Jingci has a tall and straight figure and a very good figure. He looks good in anything he wears and looks very elegant.
"Like it?"
Song Jingmian asked him with arched eyebrows.
The man chuckled: "I like it very much."
"Honey." He tightened his grip on her waist slightly, "From now on, you will be the one to buy all my clothes, okay?"
Of course Song Jingmian would not refuse his request, but was very happy because of his proposal.
"good."
The two hugged each other for a while, and then Song Jingmian said, "There is something else I haven't given you."
Bo Jingci raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
Is there anything else that he doesn't know?
Song Jingmian pulled away from his embrace, turned around and ran to the bedroom to get a small box.
"Guess?"
she asked, holding the small box.
"Cufflinks?" Bo Jingci looked at it for a while and asked.
Song Jingmian shook his head, with a "keep guessing" look on his face.
"tie?"
Song Jingmian shook his head again.
Bo Jingci fell silent. In his opinion, there seemed to be no more necessities for men.
Song Jingmian had an expression on her face that said, "You'll never guess it."
Bo Jingci raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then I opened it?"
I really can't guess.
Song Jingmian smiled: "Ang."
As the box opened, the delicate bottle came into view, and then a faint fragrance hit her face.
Bo Jingci smiled: "Perfume?"
"Uh-huh."
Bo Jingci smelled it lightly and said with a smile: "Not bad."
"right."
She smiled: "I made this myself."
Bo Jing stopped what he did last time and said, "You..."
Could it be that all the gifts for his birthday this year were prepared by her herself?
Bo Jingci didn't know what he felt in his heart. He just felt a warmth flowing straight into his heart. It was an emotion he had never felt in many years.
Sour, but with a hint of sweetness, like the refreshing cola in summer that has finally found its bubbling outlet.
Song Jingmian looked at Bo Jingci's motionless appearance and was stunned for a moment before gently tugging at the hem of his clothes: "What...what's wrong?"
The man suddenly hugged her into his arms and hugged her tightly. Song Jingmian noticed his strange emotions and slowly reached out and hugged his waist.
Then, Zi Guzi started talking: "I learned this small bottle of perfume from the perfumer Lynn abroad."
"It would have been difficult to invite her, but who knew that when I went to look for her, I happened to run into her."
"And you never expected that she is actually a fan of mine."
Song Jingmian talked a lot, but Bo Jingci didn't say a word. She patted his back and said teasingly: "You're not so moved that you can't speak, are you?"
She still smiled, pretending to be reserved: "Oh, this is all a trivial matter...I"
Before she could finish her words, the man blocked her lips.
The man's breath was hot, and Zhou Shen's breath covered her body. Song Jingmian could clearly feel that her body temperature was gradually rising with him.
At the same time, the intertwined lips/tongues became more and more intense.
For a long time, the air was filled with ambiguity, and the man pressed against him, panting slightly.
Bo Jingci's voice itself is very pleasant. At this moment, his voice is hoarse and he is breathing slightly, which makes him look ambiguous and seductive.
It was as if the two of them were doing something indescribable.
Although, what they just did... was something indescribable.
Listening to the magnetic breathing of the man in her ears, Song Jingmian felt that her whole body was about to burn.
Blushing, Bo Jingci held her face, and his sultry voice sounded again: "Wife."
"You're so red."
When Song Jingmian heard this, he turned his head slightly and ignored him.
The man clicked his tongue softly and turned her face back: "Okay."
"Honey, thank you."
Song Jingmian's little awkwardness disappeared now, and she squeezed his hand gently: "Didn't you say that there is no need to talk about this between husband and wife?"
"What you can do for me, I can do for you."
He smiled and rubbed her head: "Silly."
"How stupid!" Song Jingmian frowned, "I also want to do something for you."
"I know."
In his opinion, as long as she is always by his side, no matter what she is, he will love her.
He didn't dare to ask for too much before, but now the relationship between the two has reached an area that he didn't dare to think about or touch.
So when faced with what she did, he would always feel that it was a dream, a joke from God, and one day it would disappear in one night.
However, she always told him time and time again with her actions that these were true.
He was finally able to have something he had never had before.
"So, you are the stupid one."
