President uncle, don't come close

Sure enough, as soon as I got downstairs to Sheng Zhuwen's house, I heard the frolic sound above. He took a picture of his face with his mobile phone, arranged his hair a little, and took the wrapped skirt he picked at the mall that day. Ling Moqin was in a good mood and rang the doorbell.

She was suddenly a little grateful to the little sister who insisted on paying for her that day. Otherwise, although she was the daughter of the Ling family, she couldn't even give a decent birthday present.

After today, Ling Moqin decided to find a way to change the current situation. She didn't want to rely on her malicious aunt everywhere!

"Stinky Moqin, why are you here?! Waiting for you to eat the cake! "

Seeing Ling Moqin, Sheng Zhuwen ran out happily and took her hand. Then she was introduced to some unfamiliar friends on the scene. For this good friend, Sheng Zhuwen always likes and loves her more than other friends. I don't know why. She is especially in tune with Ling Moqin. So no matter what, she has to wait for Ling Moqin to arrive before cutting the cake

"Oh! Congratulations to our classmate Sheng Zhuwen. I wish you every 18 years! Here is the present! "

Ling Moqin was a little moved when he knew that Sheng Zhuwen was waiting for her. She knew that Sheng Zhuwen had always been very kind to her, so today she put aside her troubles and was genuinely happy for her.

"Tut Tut, you can speak! Eighteen is eighteen. May our youth never grow old! Come on, cut the cake! "

They often make fun of each other. They are only 18 years old. You laugh at me. The friendship between us has quietly improved.

Sheng Zhuwen blew out the candle, cut the cake and announced happily that he was finally 22 years old! After that, all the friends in the room reveled together

Red wine, cakes, desserts, ribbons, balloons, cross dressing... Sheng Zhuwen spent a lot of time planning to celebrate this birthday. In her opinion, life is not long, and you should have fun at any time.

While Sheng Zhuwen felt happy and welcomed his arrival at the age of 22, Ling Moqin missed his childhood very much. At that time, mom and Dad were still very happy together. The three of their family also had a very happy time

Sheng Huaizhe heard the sound of Carnival upstairs downstairs. Maybe he was really old. Although he didn't like this form, he would feel ignited once in a while. It was like he went back ten years ago and saw how his youth came step by step.

He was probably the oldest person to attend the party. Sheng Huaizhe smiled helplessly, picked up the gift prepared in advance and walked briskly upstairs.

No way, the person who calls today's birthday is his little niece from the bottom. He dares to bet that among so many elders in the family, he must be the only one invited by Sheng Zhuwen to the party. In her words, the third uncle is her good friend. Other elders are too old to adapt to this kind of young people's occasion.

After a round of frolic, Ling Moqin temporarily put aside his unhappy things and had a good time. I wanted to go to the bathroom because I drank too much. She crossed the crowd and walked in the direction of the bathroom

It seems that I bumped into a person in confusion, and this person seems to be still very tall, which hurt her shoulder.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Ling Moqin raised his head, but bumped into a pair of bottomless eyes.

Old bacon uncle?! Why did he show up here? He didn't follow her... Ling Mo was stunned for two seconds, then continued to quickly lower his head and wanted to go back as if nothing had happened.

Sheng Huaizhe looked at her reaction angrily and funny. Is he so terrible?! Otherwise, why did she turn around and leave as soon as she saw him, like a mouse doing bad things suddenly meeting a cat.

Holding out his hand and grasping Ling Moqin's collar, Sheng Huaizhe strongly stood in front of Ling Moqin, didn't say a word, but didn't let her go. Just staring at her with great interest

"Hi... Uncle, what a coincidence! Why are you everywhere? "

The latter half of Ling Moqin said it in a low voice, but Sheng Huaizhe still heard it.

He still wants to ask her! He came to his niece's birthday party, but he was hit by a rash ghost here. Even if he hit him, she wanted to sneak away as if nothing had happened

"I'll..."

"Third uncle! I'm here! "

Sheng Huaizhe just wanted to speak, but he was interrupted by a cry of joy.

Sheng Zhuwen saw Sheng Huaizhe from a distance, jumped happily and waved to him, and then pushed aside the crowd to come here.

The expression on Ling Moqin's face was green and red. Third uncle?! Did she hear right??? There must be something wrong

At this time, Sheng Zhuwen has jumped happily in front of Sheng Huaizhe and Ling Moqin.

"I thought you stood me up again. Luckily you came!!"

Sheng Zhuwen grabbed Sheng Huaizhe's arm and sprinkled Jiao for a while. Then he noticed that Ling Moqin was a little embarrassed standing aside.

"Moqin, what's the matter with you? By the way, this is my third uncle. I wanted to introduce you before! How's it going? Isn't it handsome? "

Sheng Zhuwen smiled and introduced Sheng Huaizhe to Ling Moqin. She always joked on the phone to introduce her third uncle to Ling Moqin. However, Ling Moqin refused her every time because she didn't like old bacon!

Looking at Sheng Huaizhe, an old bacon who had been quietly rejected by himself, Ling Moqin couldn't cry or laugh. The last glimmer of fantasy was disillusioned in Ling Moqin's heart. It turned out that she really slept with her good friend's uncle!!

Sheng Huaizhe had no expression on his face, but he was having fun in his heart. It turned out that his old bacon came from this... He wanted to know how Ling Moqin would react when he found out that he was his niece's classmate.

"Ah ha ha... Hello, uncle. My name is Ling Moqin. I'm a good friend of Sheng Zhuwen."

Ling Moqin smiled and took the initiative to shake hands with Sheng Huaizhe, but he was crying in his heart. This is really a bad fate!

Hello, Uncle... Hello, uncle?! Uncle?!!

The expression on Sheng Huaizhe's face was very strange. He held Ling Moqin's hand, which he pretended not to know. Finally, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times.

Good! The little girl probably regarded him as an old bacon in her heart. Now his identity is Zhu Wen's uncle. In her heart, he looks older?!

"Third uncle, Ling Moqin is my best friend. I always think she is very good. I want to introduce her to you as a girlfriend!"

Sheng Zhuwen's words were not surprising, and he added one more sentence endlessly, smiling and watching the two people waiting for their reaction.

"Poof!"

Ling Moqin gave Sheng Zhuwen an expression of capital clothes, and then stared at her, suggesting that she should stop talking.