Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 1912 Who can say what will happen in the future?
Lang Mochen stretched out his hand, and easily turned Jin Kaka over so that she faced him directly.

It was the posture of nestling in his arms just now, but now that he turned around, Jin Kaka was naturally half shorter than Lang Mochen. Jin Kaka immediately rubbed up twice, and synchronized to the position where Lang Mochen's eyes were at the same level.

Reaching from deep under the quilt, Jin Kaka grabbed Lang Mochen's face, couldn't help it, and pinched his cheek twice.

Lang Mochen was about to pull her down, but was immediately complained by Jin Kaka, "Oh, don't move!"

Lang Mochen had no choice but to put down his hand angrily.

Jin Kaka squinted and smiled, "Lang Mochen, happy birthday!"

It turned out that she deliberately said these four words to herself.

In an instant, the ice-like man's face melted full of tenderness, and his deep eyes were full of tenderness.

He raised his hand again, covering her hand holding his cheek.

"In the future, on your birthday, I will also be with you."

"Yeah, there's also a little crying bag. I hope we can live together."

"Yes." Lang Mochen said, a strange color flashed in his eyes very quickly, but it was fleeting.

Jin Kaka smiled softly at him, "Don't forget, we are still dating now, we don't know what will happen in the future..."

Hearing this, Lang Mochen's face was dangerously cold, "Don't say that."

Jin Kaka gave in immediately, "Okay, okay, I won't say... I just mentioned it casually."

Lang Mochen's expression didn't change, he still insisted on something.

Jinkaka couldn't help approaching him, leaning against his chest. "Well, I take back what I just said, we can be together in the future, and we will be fine."

This result is exactly what they expected.

It's just that no one can predict how the two people's future journeys will end.

Who can say what will happen in the future?
Lang Mochen didn't say anything else, he just used his hands a little harder to hold Jin Kaka in his arms.

Smelling the reassuring breath on his body, Jinkaka squinted his eyes comfortably like a cat.

Then, he suddenly thought of something, and was taken aback.

"Oh! It's already this time, Aunt Mumu and the others must be back to celebrate your birthday, let's hurry downstairs..."

Lang Mochen held her down, "They've been back a long time ago."

Jin Kaka was confused, "How do you know?"

Lang Mochen said, "I heard it."

"..." Jinkaka glared at him resentfully, "Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

Lang Mochen said lightly, "My mother wishes we could get tired of being together, she won't bother."

Besides, his hearing was amazing, he could hear almost everything they said downstairs clearly.

Jin Kaka was silent, and could understand that what Lang Mochen said was indeed the truth...

"Then let's eat cake tomorrow. This is the first time Xiaokubao celebrates your birthday. You have to eat cake."

"Yeah." He agreed.

Jinkaka continued to lean against his chest, and began to struggle, "Tell me, who bit off that noodle just now? You? Or me?"

Lang Mochen frowned, "Is this important?"

"Of course, these are Shou Xinggong's noodles. If I bite them off, it's okay. If it's you... then it's not so good. At least, in terms of implication, it's not very good."

Lang Mochen said directly, "I don't care about these things."

"More things are in the hands of people."

Jin Kaka pinched his chin involuntarily, "Fool, no matter how powerful you are, you can feel more at ease with God's blessing!"

"Forget it, forget it, let me bite it off, it has nothing to do with you, um, it has nothing to do with you..."

　So sleepy, so sleepy, sleep...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)