People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

Fang Zuo staggered out of the store carrying the cake.

Didn't go far.

"Hey!" Sannomiya Tsubaki stood at the door of the store, made a trumpet shape with her hands, placed it next to her mouth and shouted, "You must come again."

Fang Zuo didn't look back, but stretched out his arm and waved.

Indicating that I know.

Shen Muli walked downstairs with tears on her face.

He walked to the door and quickly wiped his face.

I can't let that annoying man see me weak again.

Anyway.

He hates me so much anyway.

Am I so annoying?

Shenmuli walked by with a stern face and a cold expression.

Chapter 110 Black silk cheongsam, low-cut Chunli

Momonogi Kana jumped down first, with her hair tied in two ponytails.

"Hello, uncle, I'm going to class."

Shenmuli also came down from behind.

He wore a denim jacket over his T-shirt and walked over without looking away, not even glancing at Fang Zuo.

"Hey." Fang Zuo crossed his legs and shouted with his hands on the pillow.

"Hmph." Shen Muli ignored him, but her pace obviously slowed down.

"I have something to tell you." Fang Zuo yawned lazily: "You will regret it if you leave."

Shen Muli stopped walking with a stern face, turned around and walked in: "I know you hate me, but I hate you too. Do you want to apologize to me? Then I accept it."

Fang Zuo raised his eyebrow. "Apologize? I've never apologized in my life."

Looking at the arrogant expression of the man in front of me, it was clearly his fault. How despicable!

Shenmu Li clenched her fists in anger and really wanted to kick out with an Iai kick.

If I couldn't beat this man.

How could he be so rampant?

I'm furious.

How could there be such an arrogant man?

In his mind, he had already thrown a punch to knock the man into the air, and then followed it up with an eight-kick.

He was kicked so hard that his face was bruised.

"You! Then why did you call me?" Shenmuli pouted and turned to leave.

"This is for you." Fang Zuo pulled out a small cake from behind his back: "It's even."

"For...for me?" Shen Muli took the cake, her expression instantly brightening. "Did you buy it specially?"

"I picked it up." Fang Zuo waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.

"Hey~ How can you be like this? You have to wait until my birthday to settle the score." Shenmuli pouted and looked at the cake back and forth.

It seems to be tastier than the one I bought myself!

Forget it.

I've half forgiven him.

"Okay, how do we get through this?" Fang Zuo asked.

Shen Muli was stunned: "You don't even know how to celebrate your birthday?"

"I don't know, I haven't passed it." Fang Zuo shrugged.

I do know my birth date and horoscope.

Birthday?

When I was very young.

Every year, the master would steal a few chickens for his birthday.

Later, he formally began to practice.

The whole day is spent meditating, regulating breathing, and inhaling and exhaling moonlight.

There is no Jiazi in the sun and moon.

There is no time in the mountains.

A big cycle can take several days to pass, and sometimes even the date is unknown.

I don’t even remember celebrating my birthday.

Besides, how would I know how women celebrate their birthdays?

I heard that Fang Zuo had never even celebrated his birthday.

Shenmuli's big eyes softened instantly.

The deliberately stern expression on the little face disappeared without a trace.

What a poor man.

She walked over with the cake and said, "Let's do it together. I'll teach you."

"Okay." Fang Zuo shrugged. It's just a cake.

"Hey, don't touch the cake. You have to take a picture of me first." Shen Muli stopped Fang Zuo's hand, let down her ponytail, and draped it over her denim jacket.

After crying upstairs, Shenmuli wiped away her tears and put on some makeup.

Because she felt very aggrieved, she kept biting her lips even though she wasn't wearing lipstick.

But it has a natural bitten lip makeup.

She stroked her slightly curly hair in front of the mirror.

Her big eyes still have the innocence of a girl next door and are full of desire.

Not conflicting at all.

After looking in the mirror and nodding with satisfaction.

Shen Muli sat in front of the cake, her lips slightly curved, and she made a "yeah" gesture.

He did not forget to remind Fang Zuo: "Take good-looking photos."

‘Click’.

"Oh, you can't do this. Go lower."

"Oops, a little higher, focus."

"No, no, my face is too big in this shot."

"Wait, your hair isn't done yet."

"That's enough, stay away from me."

"Don't shake your hands..."

Fang Zuo had no expression on his face. He threw Shen Muli's phone onto the table and said, "No more filming."

"Hey, don't be angry. Today is our birthday. Let's take one last picture. Really, the last one!"

"yeah!"

‘Crack. ’

Shen Muli flipped through her phone and looked very satisfied, with the corners of her mouth curled up happily: "I'll help you take a picture."

"No shooting."

"Go ahead."

"I said I wouldn't film it, so are you still going to eat the cake?"

"Wait, I want to blow out the candles. Come over here and join us. Oops, the light is too strong."

Shenmuli pulled down the curtain and closed the door.

The light in the room dimmed.

A candle with the number 2 is lit, representing 20+.

Shen Muli pulled Fang Zuo and the two leaned against each other.

The small candlelight illuminated the faces of both of them.

"To make a wish, close your eyes."

"No."

"Oh, just shut up for a moment."

Fang Zuo rolled his eyes and closed them to rest.

Shen Muli rolled her big eyes and secretly glanced at the man with his eyes closed beside her.

Suddenly I feel that it is not so annoying.

I closed my eyes too.

Make a wish.

"Okay, open your eyes, blow out the candles, and I'll count to 123, 1, 2, 3!"

Fang Zuo blew out the candles for the first time in his life.

Next to Shenmuli.

The tip of my nose is filled with the fragrance of her body and hair.

"Yeah, time for cake."

Shen Muli cut a large piece and gave it to Fang Zuo: "You must finish it. I made a wish. If you don't finish it, it won't work."

"What wish did you make?"

"If I don't tell you, it won't work if I tell you."

"With so many rules, how can it still work?"

"Oh, you can't say that. The gods are watching."

"God?" Fang Zuo looked at the mark of heaven and earth in his body.

more than ten.

'Ring, ring, ring.'

The school bell rang.

"I'm going to class now. You have to finish the rest." Shen Muli wiped her mouth: "Did you hear me?"

After saying the last word, the man had already jogged away.

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In Sakura Kurumi's new office.

The middle-aged man sat opposite Yingkong Kurumi with a little stiffness.

"Walnut butter, we are always a family. When your mother left, she also asked you to return to the family, didn't she?"

Yingkong Kurumi, dressed in a black leather jacket, was reading the case report. Her brows furrowed in impatience as she asked, "Mother said you'd take care of me? And then what? From beginning to end, did you say a single word for me?"

"I'm sorry, it's our fault." The middle-aged man stood up and bowed deeply. "We are sorry for you. We hope you can give us a chance to make it up to you."