Lan Nuyin's eyes were filled with tears as he was overwhelmed with emotion.
She almost forgot that today is her birthday.
It turned out that he had been busy all morning just to help her prepare birthday gifts.
Wait...she suddenly thought of something and looked at the exquisite dishes on the table. "Could it be...you made these?"
He obviously doesn't know how to cook...
"Yes, try it quickly." He pulled out a chair and made a "please sit down" gesture.
Lan Nuoyin was so surprised that she couldn't speak. The hand holding the chopsticks was trembling a little. She suddenly remembered something, "Is this what you have been looking at mysteriously on the computer these days... is this?"
"This... you eat first and then talk about it." Yi Yanfeng answered vaguely and sat opposite her.
It's really not like what Yi Yanfeng would do. He actually learned to cook for his girlfriend's birthday.
Lan Nuoyin's beautiful eyes were filled with mist. She was really speechless. She didn't expect that he would actually cook for her.
I picked up a piece of braised pork ribs and carefully put it into my mouth like a treasure.
The slight nervousness in his calm eyes betrayed him, and a pair of dark eyes stared at her closely.
"How about it?"
A tear suddenly slipped from the corner of Lan Nuoyin's eyes.
Yi Yanfeng panicked, feeling anxious and in pain. "Yin'er, don't cry, it tastes terrible?"
Lan Nuoyin shook her head desperately, "I have never eaten food that makes me want to cry."
Yi Yanfeng gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, "My purpose is to make you happy, why do you cry like this?"
Lan Nuoyin burst into laughter, "Aren't these tears of joy?"
"That's not allowed!"
In fact, all it takes is one lunch or dinner to make her feel the warmth of the whole world.
Wind... I love you so much.
A white letter dotted with purple hyacinths lay quietly on the corner of the table.
Lan Nuoyin had sharp eyes and quickly took it over.
The exquisite cover reads,
To:
Unique treasure, Lan Nuyin.
It's a love letter! She forced him to write this sentence, but Yi Yanfeng didn't want to write it because he thought it was disgusting. What he originally wrote was, My Wife Yin'er.
Just be as boring as you want, okay?
At that time, he refused to obey, but now he actually wrote it.
Her eyes were full of expectation, as if she was holding the rarest treasure in the world. She opened it carefully, and there were only three lines of purple letter paper.
a love letter to you,
Remember the road we walked hand in hand,
Can’t wait to give you happiness.
Lan Nuyin laughed and cried at the same time, "Feng, you are so stingy that you use Braille like that."
But...he has been thinking about it for a long time!
But of course he wouldn't say it out loud, it would be too shameful, "What about yours?"
"I didn't bring it out." Lan Nuoyin's eyes flashed.
Yi Yanfeng knew there was something fishy at the first sight, "Guayin'er, sooner or later, you will have to take it out."
"You really didn't bring it with you! Why do I carry a love letter with me when I have nothing to do?"
"Then, just write one now."
Lan Nuyin, "..."
She weakly took out a pink letter from her coat pocket. Well, she had been studying this all day, and unfortunately she brought it out.
Yi Yanfeng smiled and stretched out his hand to Lan Nuoyin.
Lan Nuoyin stood up, put her hands on it, and pulled herself into his arms with force.
Yi Yanfeng smelled the warm fragrance on her body and closed her eyes with satisfaction. "Read it to me."
Lan Nuoyin's pretty face turned red, "No, either you watch it yourself, or you don't want to watch it."
"Read it..."
His coquettish tone made Lan Nuyin stunned for a moment, "Then you have to read it to me too!"
"This is a love letter written to you, remembering the journey we have taken together, and I can't wait to give you happiness."
Those affectionate eyes stared at her, and Lan Nuoyin heard herself starting to sink again.