The firework stick fell to the ground and went out all of a sudden.

Wen Yao hugged Jiang Shuyi's neck and kissed Jiang Shuyi.

This kiss is very hard.

Jiang Shuyi froze for a moment, feeling her heart beating fast, she stretched out her arms to hug Wen Yao's body.

Wen Yao's body was a little unstable, Jiang Shuyi hugged him very hard.

"..."

After a while, the faces of the two separated, Wen Yao didn't speak, but just looked into Jiang Shuyi's eyes.

"...Then shall we still set off fireworks?"

Jiang Shuyi glanced at the fireworks sticks and the candles on the ground, and asked in a voice that only two people could hear,

"baby?"

Wen Yao sighed and leaned her head on Jiang Shuyi's shoulder, her fingers tightly grasping Jiang Shuyi's sweater.

Looking at her reaction, Jiang Shuyi didn't care about the fireworks in his hand, put his hands around Wen Yao's underarms, and carried her back home.

In the living room, Jiang Shuyi took a breath.

"It smells good."

"The house smells like roses."

Wen Yao felt that the room was full of the smell of lemon balm, and the fragrance could not be denied.

Jiang Shuyi giggled.

"Jiang Shuyi..." Wen Yao turned over on the sofa.

Because of her body temperature, her skin looked like a cherry blossom in full bloom, and her neck and cheeks were dyed red.

Jiang Shuyi raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand to touch Wen Yao's face, and pressed it against it.

"...Baby, you look so good."

Wen Yao let out a breath, felt a little itchy and pushed Jiang Shuyi's head, and finally brought up what he had been thinking all along,

"This title is a bit disgusting, it doesn't suit me, Jiang Shuyi."

Wen Yao still felt that he couldn't stand Jiang Shuyi's constant calling him baby when he was in such a situation.

"Where is the numbness?"

Jiang Shuyi looked at her straight, grabbed Wen Yao's wrist and kissed her again, "Baby..."

"..."

Jiang Shuyi started calling baby over and over again, and after a while he laughed again,

"Look, you have a different opinion from yours here..."

very noisy.

Wen Yao let out a breath and ignored it.

"You obviously like it when I call you that."

Jiang Shuyi whispered in Wen Yao's ear firmly.

Wen Yao lowered his head, picked up the pillow on the sofa and hit Jiang Shuyi on the face.

Jiang Shuyi smiled happily. She took the pillow and put it aside, and then put it on Wen Yao's shoulder, "You just like it..."

"You like it? Wen Yao."

Wen Yao didn't want to answer, but Jiang Shuyi asked without hesitation.

She was so annoyed that she wanted to leave for a moment, but she had no strength and could only be grabbed by the large animal and couldn't move.

"School starts again after tomorrow, I'm so sad." Jiang Shuyi bit her ear.

""Reluctant" what?"

"I can't bear to be separated from you, I want to stay at home with you and roll around like this..."

Wen Yao understood what she meant by staying at home.

——Is she trying to turn me into a fool too...

"Aren't you going to study?" Wen Yao raised his head quietly.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, then raised his chin cleverly, "Then you teach me how to study, and then reward me, okay..."

"Reward for what?"

"You... I just want this."

"Do you agree or not?" Jiang Shuyi bit her again.

Wen Yao leaned against Jiang Shuyi's shoulder with her eyes closed, laughing out of the itching of her hair.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao's face and leaned over to kiss him, "What are you laughing at, tell me and I'll listen."

"I didn't smile." Wen Yao changed his face.

"You have."

"……I don't."

"So are you happy today?"

Jiang Shuyi hugged her and stretched out his hand to poke a piece of unfinished cake and put it in his mouth.

Wen Yao lowered her gaze quietly, she lowered her head and hummed.

Going to the mall to buy things, carrying things home together, birthday cakes, fireworks.

——Probably the happiest of all birthdays.

Seeing Wen Yao's unconscious smile, Jiang Shuyi breathed a sigh of relief,

"I found that I like to see you smile."

"..." Wen Yao didn't answer.

"I always do whatever comes to my mind. Sometimes I'm afraid that you'll hate me, because you always don't say anything..." Jiang Shuyi pressed Wen Yao down again.

"Sometimes, I always feel that I am happy alone. You seem to be floating somewhere, like the wind, and you can't catch it..."

Jiang Shuyi spoke slowly, and kissed Wen Yao again, "Seeing you smile makes me feel at ease."

"I love you."

Wen Yao's shoulders trembled.

Probably because I have heard the word "like" many times, but it is the first time I have heard "love".

"It's kind of embarrassing to say that."

Mingming Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao energetically, without any shyness at all.

"Do you think I'm romantic?"

"Ok."

"Really? You didn't play tricks on me?" Jiang Shuyi looked at her intently.

"No."

— is romantic enough.Jiang Shuyi.

"Really?" Jiang Shuyi bit the mole on her neck again.

"Are you a dog—" Wen Yao sighed, "Don't bite here."

"If I'm a dog, what are you? A cat? Or a little hamster?"

"I can't be the only one who isn't human, can I?" Jiang Shuyi hugged her up, "Baby."

"..."

The next day, Wen Yao woke up.

The cakes and candles in the room were not cleaned up either, and there was a faint smell of sweet butter in the air.

She never knew when she reached out from under the quilt covering her body to fumble for her clothes, and when she got up, her thighs ached like a sequelae.

"..." Wen Yao collapsed on the sofa again.

——This muscle...isn't familiar with it yet?

—I probably really need to exercise.

Wen Yao wanted to reach for the clothes, although the underwear was okay, it was on the sofa

Looking at the wreckage of her clothes, Wen Yao covered her eyes with her arms a little tiredly.

——I really became a fool.

The culprit, Jiang Shuyi, lay on the sofa and looked at Wen Yao and smiled, "Are you awake? Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

She seemed to have looked at herself for a long time.

Jiang Shuyi, who Wen Yao couldn't see anything, suddenly remembered the scene of last night.

She slowly turned her gaze away, "It's already afternoon, I'm going back to school tomorrow, I need to prepare."

"So baby, are you hungry?"

Jiang Shuyi stretched out his arms to embrace Wen Yao, and lovingly stroked her hair.

Wen Yao closed his eyes and nodded, "What do you want to eat?"

She seemed to be planning to get up and cook.

Jiang Shuyi blinked his eyes, picked up the clothes on the ground naked, and put them on carelessly.

"...Aren't you tired? I'll do it today."

She volunteered.

"Can you?" Wen Yao frowned.

"Of course." Jiang Shuyi patted Wen Yao's shoulder.

"Don't worry, you can still eat."

"..."

After a while, Wen Yao looked at the

Indeed, these cannot be said to be dishes.

For Jiang Shuyi, cold dishes are a good choice, and it's a good thing that he didn't hear the sound of water splashing in the frying pan...

"How is it?" Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao confidently, "I've said I'll still cook."

"Is it delicious?" Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao expectantly.

Wen Yao quietly picked up a piece of cucumber and put it in his mouth. It tasted like a home-cooked dish, and it was probably the one that was least likely to fail from the recipes this person searched on the Internet.

"Well," Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Eat."

Jiang Shuyi happily pulled away the chair opposite Wen Yao and sat down, the two faced each other.

She took a bite of the cucumber and nodded. Although she had tasted the taste just now, she still felt that she was really good after eating it like this.

After Jiang Shuyi took a few mouthfuls, he began to look at Wen Yao's face with an intoxicated expression.

"You can't get tired of watching it..." Sensing her gaze, Wen Yao slowly scooped up a mouthful of porridge with a spoon.

"Well, you look good."

Jiang Shuyi felt that he couldn't get tired of seeing Wen Yao's face at all, so he smiled happily.

"What about porridge? How did I cook this time?"

Jiang Shuyi asked confidently, she felt that the taste was better this time.

—I'm such a little genius.

"Although this is the same as the one I cooked for you for the first time, I think it's an improvement over the one I cooked for you for the first time."

"Practice makes perfect." Wen Yao took a sip of porridge, and for some reason she felt relaxed.

"But you were sick that day, and I don't know if you can taste the difference now."

Jiang Shuyi laughed when he remembered what happened that day.

"Do you still remember?"

As if infected by Jiang Shuyi's laughter, Wen Yao also smiled gently,

"The one you cooked for the first time is not porridge at all, and the rice is also stuffed with raw."

"Compared to that, this is indeed a delicacy."

"..." Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, and began to review his memory with some doubts.

"Ah, didn't I cook it properly? I ate it last time too, so it must have been cooked..."

Jiang Shuyi raised his eyes to look at Wen Yao slowly, she tilted her head, and asked a little uneasily,

"professor?"

"..." The spoon in Wen Yao's hand stopped suddenly, and she pressed her forehead.

— screwed up.