Song Yan: "You want me to spend money to buy a gift for me?"

"Well," Song Xiaoying said confidently, "who made me poor."

Hehe smiled, and after he delivered the gift, he went to Gong Yanzhuo: "Where's your gift?"

Yan Zhuo: "Huh?"

Song Xiaoying was very curious about what he would get, and urged, "Ah, what, don't dawdle, there's a gift!"

Yan Zhuo said, "I have to give my gift alone, so I can't take it out now."

"What are you doing, it's still mysterious," Song Xiaoying squinted, "You don't dare to take it out because you want to give something unsuitable for children?"

"What are you thinking about?" Song Qiao on the side couldn't listen anymore, and slapped him on the forehead, "Speak less and no one will treat you as dumb."

Song Xiaoying was wronged: "Oh, I'm just curious."

Song Qiao said, "What are you curious about for a birthday present, a three-year-old child?"

Song Yan glanced at him, embarrassed to say: In fact, he is also very curious...

Seeing Song Qiao babbling endlessly, Yan Zhuo was a little embarrassed, and quickly raised his cup to ease the atmosphere and said, "Come, let's honor Song Tianxian with a cup."

Everyone toasted: "Happy birthday."

Song Yan smiled and then looked at Yan Zhuo. Yan Zhuo paused and put a kiss on his lips: "Happy birthday."

The other two: "..."

After eating the birthday cake, it's not even midnight. Song Xiaoying proposed to fight the landlord, whoever loses should have a toast.

Yan Zhuo thought this was a good idea, and he finally had a chance to get Song Yan drunk.

Song Xiaoying and Yan Zhuo Ran were so mad at each other that Song Yan had to fly up, and after a few sets, he was slightly drunk.

"Is it cool?" Song Yan approached Yan Zhuo and said in his ear, "You don't know who will suffer if I drink too much?"

Yan Zhuo: "..."

Damn, careless.

"It won't come, it won't come," Yan Zhuo slammed the card on the table, "Song Yan will vomit after drinking it again."

Song Qiao was also sleepy, he waved his hand: "Go to bed early, staying up late is not good for your health."

"..." Song Xiaoying was speechless, embarrassed to remind him that it was past eleven o'clock.

Yan Zhuo was afraid that Song Yan would not be able to walk steadily, so he led him back to the house.

"Aren't you dizzy?" Yan Zhuo poured him a glass of water and said, "If I knew earlier, I wouldn't let you drink."

Song Yan smiled softly: "It's so cool that you didn't cheat on me just now?"

"...Don't hold grudges like that," Yan Zhuo sat next to him, "I just want to see how much you drink out of control."

Song Yan has always been calm, and his face is paralyzed every day with no expression. He wants to try what Song Yan will look like after drinking too much.

Song Yan put down the cup and looked at him calmly: "Have you ever seen me lose control?"

Yan Zhuo shook his head: "No."

Song Yan glanced at him up and down: "Think about it again."

"Not really..."

Song Yan sighed, pinched his earlobe, and said softly, "I never lost control one night."

"..."

Song Yan continued to make up for the knife: "Especially on you."

"..."

After drinking and feeling somewhat uncomfortable, Song Yan lay down on his lap with his head down.

"Yan Zhuo," he asked in a muffled voice, "Where's my birthday present?"

He has been thinking about all night, it's almost midnight, and his birthday will soon pass.

Yan Zhuo said, "I already gave it to you."

"Where," Song Yan, who drank too much, muttered like a child, "Why didn't I see it."

"How do I know, just think about it."

Yan Zhuo reminded him, "Maybe it's in your pocket."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and reached into his trouser pocket.

Yan Zhuo said: "I put it in in the morning, thinking that you will find out today, who knows that you haven't touched your pocket for a day."

He was very frustrated, and he didn't want him to speak out about the good surprise.

Song Yan smiled, the ring that Yan Zhuo gave him was more beautiful than the one he gave Yan Zhuo, with a small diamond in the middle.

Song Yan stared at it for a while, the inner circle was engraved with S&Y. It's Song Yan, and it's Song & Yan.

Suddenly my heart softened.

He raised his eyelids and stared at Yan Zhuo, "I like it very much."

Yan Zhuo's eyelashes trembled, and he gently held his hand, the two rings shimmered in the warm light.

Yan Zhuo said, "I like it too."