Chapter 298

Qin Shinan's black eyes closed lightly, and with a low smile, he held her tightly in his arms: "do you want to make up for my birthday? How do you live? "

Song Xiaoman blinked, with a sweet smile on his face: "at home, just the two of us."

A simple and warm birthday doesn't need anything luxurious and complicated.

Just need each other.

Looking at her shining eyes, Qin Shinan can't wait to go back.

He can't wait for his birthday at home.

After getting on the bus, he bent down to buckle her seat belt, thin lips in her ear vaguely rubbed: "birthday gift also want to supply husband, eh?"

Song Xiaoman has the final say, and he kissed her on the top of his nose. She squinted and squinted, and said softly, "what do you want from your husband?"

Give it to him

Qin Shinan's sexy Adam's apple rolled violently. At that moment, his back was too hot. He sat back in his seat and immediately started the car.

Song Xiaoman's eyes slowly turned out of the window.

Just now, in front of his mother's tombstone, she said a lot, but her heart became more and more painful.

Whether her mother is willing to accept her or not, whether the marriage is right or wrong, she has never been so firm in her heart. She wants to be with him all her life, and he will always be her favorite husband.

On the way, song Xiaoman turned his head: "in fact, I wanted to see my uncle."

Qin Shinan said: "I asked Lao Mu to go to your uncle's side several times. He recovered very well. Don't worry. If you want to see him, I'll accompany you another day. I just met your father today. I don't want you to be too tired. "

After all, it's at least an hour's drive from here to song Dajiang's residence.

Song Xiaoman said with a smile: "I'm not tired at all, but I'd better go again next time. I want sister Zhu to help me make some delicious food for my uncle."

Speaking of her uncle, Qin Nan Shun asked: "man man, do you really have no impression of your uncle?"

Song Xiaoman nodded: "well, I really can't remember. I only know that my uncle died of illness very early. My father never mentioned it and I never asked."

It was because she had no impression of uncle, so she did not take the initiative to know about uncle.

"Husband, I'm still a little confused. My uncle and my father are still alive. What is human nature? Why is human nature so complicated? "

Qin Shinan touched her head and said with a smile, "don't think too much about such a profound problem."

……

Before returning to the villa, song Xiaoman stopped by the supermarket and bought a lot of materials for making cakes.

Before checking out, she opened the tutorial on her mobile app and carefully checked the contents of the shopping cart to make sure there was no omission.

Qin Shinan took the bag in one hand and the little wife in the other: "why bother? What kind of cake do you like to eat? You can buy it now or let sister Zhu make it for you at home."

Song Xiaoman tooted his mouth: "how can it be the same? I want to make a birthday cake for you. I have collected this video tutorial long ago and have seen it many times."

Originally, she wanted to make a cake for him on his birthday.

Back at the villa, song Xiaoman holds the bag and can't wait to come to the kitchen.

Flour, cream, milk

She put all the materials on the console and took the eggs and fruit from the refrigerator.

The moving door of the kitchen was pulled up. Qin Shinan and Zhu Jie were rushed to the living room and were not allowed to enter the kitchen.

Sister Zhu craned her neck and looked around: "Sir, madam, can she really make cakes? I think I'd better go and help? "

Qin Shinan's eyes with a warm smile: "it doesn't matter, since she likes it, let her slowly toss it."

Then he went to the study to get his notebook, sat on the sofa in the living room, and looked up at the kitchen from time to time.

And sister Zhu is also very witty, quietly avoid open.

After working hard for a long time, the oven finally gave out a "Ding". Song Xiaoman put on his gloves and took out the cake carefully.

With cream and fruit, it's almost done!

Quietly, Qin Shinan hugged her waist from behind, chin gently against her shoulder: "ready?"

His voice was light and shallow, low and ambiguous. The breath fell on her neck and made her itch.

Song Xiaoman shrunk his neck and looked back at him: "it's not good. It's almost there. How did you sneak in?"

Qin Shinan's arms were even tighter, and her thin lips were behind her neck: "full, my husband is a little hungry."

Being held in his warm arms, song Xiaoman couldn't move any more. He pushed him gently with his elbow: "I'm mounting cream. It's almost finished. Honey, please be good and go out first, OK?"

Soft tone, like to coax children.

This kind of pestering her, she can't make a good shape, it was the first time to make a cake, not very skilled.

Qin Shinan still didn't let go. From time to time, he lowered his head to kiss her white neck, and rubbed her ear uneasily.

Song Xiaoman dipped his fingers in a mouthful of cream and sent it to his mouth: "honey, do you want to taste it, sweet or not?"

"I made the cream myself. I didn't expect it to be successful. I have a gift for making cakes, do I?"

Qin Shinan was fed a mouthful of cream. It was very sweet

His eyes grew deeper and deeper, and suddenly he turned her around.

Song Xiaoman has no time to exclaim, he has bent down to block her lips, close to each other, swallowing all her sobs.

When he stopped, she realized that she had been carried to the console. She couldn't see the posture. Could she make a cake?

After finishing the final decoration, song Xiaoman brings the cake to the table and does not forget to put the candles on it.

She stood beside him, bent over his shoulder, lips kiss between his black hair: "husband, you first make a birthday wish, and then blow the candle."

Qin Shinan dragged her to his leg and gently rubbed her warm cheek: "what's your wish?"

"How can you ask me? It's your birthday. It's your wish. Do you have any wish to realize? "

Qin Shinan was silent and seemed to be thinking seriously.

For a moment, he stared at her with deep eyes: "any wish is OK? I said, "can you help me achieve it?"

Smell speech, song Xiaoman's expression is also serious.

She nodded solemnly and stroked his handsome face lightly: "as long as I can do it, of course."

"In the future, even if we are angry, we have to sleep in the same bed. You can't drive me out of the room, you can't keep me in bed."

"This is my birthday wish."

"..." Song Xiaoman put up three black lines on his forehead. What kind of birthday wish is that?