When she woke up early in the morning, Feng Xiaoxiao stared at the calendar with a red pen in her hand.
Looking at the red lines above, she felt very strange - it was clear that not long ago, she was still looking forward to the days passing faster.
But now, she hopes to go slower. In this way, she will have more time to fight for Nie Zheng.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Feng Xiaoxiao was startled and stared at a certain date.
Feng Xiaoxiao murmured: "In a few days, it will be Nie Zheng's birthday."
She found out about Mr. Nie's birthday when she married him four years ago, and she has always remembered it and never forgotten it.
However, in the first two years or so, Nie Zheng never came back once, and she had no chance to celebrate his birthday.
Feng Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip: "Then this time, I must celebrate her birthday properly. Mr. Nie, are you only 29 years old this year?"
"What's wrong with 29?"
Nie Zheng didn't know when he stood behind her and happened to hear her last murmur.
"Eh? Nothing."
Feng Xiaoxiao quickly put down the calendar. Since it was going to be his birthday, it had to be a surprise for him, so that it would be interesting.
"Yeah?"
Nie Zheng hugged her waist and rubbed his cheek against her neck.
He asked in a muffled voice: "Do you think I'm old?"
"No." Feng Xiaoxiao stroked his hair, "I just feel that you are too tired. Sometimes I feel like you are like a little old man, and I'm not talking about appearance."
Mr. Nie's appearance is definitely handsome and suave.
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded. He naturally understood what she meant.
He does indeed live like an old man.
"Aren't you going out today?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked him. Because even on the weekend, Mr. Nie couldn't rest.
"I'm going out in a while." Nie Zheng raised his head and said, "I've made an appointment to play ball with someone."
For him, playing ball is just another place to discuss business.
"Then I'll help you shave." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and held Nie Zheng's face. Nie Zheng rarely showed a lazy expression.
"good."
Feng Xiaoxiao pulled Nie Zheng into the bathroom and shaved him while talking.
"By the way, I was in the kitchen just now and I heard Aunt Lin say that Shang Junci didn't come back all night. Doesn't he need to play ball with you today?"
Hearing this, Nie Zheng frowned.
"It's been this long and he hasn't come back yet, so he probably won't be able to go."
Seeing his worried look, Feng Xiaoxiao sighed. "Aren't you brothers? But this brother of yours is nothing like you. He seems to be the opposite of you."
Nie Zheng lowered his eyes, "Yeah."
Feng Xiaoxiao packed up for Nie Zheng, had breakfast with him, and sent him out. When he was at the door, he looked at Nie Zheng hesitantly.
"What's wrong?" Nie Zheng laughed. Mrs. Nie has recently learned to indulge in lust.
"Um..." Feng Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Nie, what do you like?"
Nie Zheng thought for a moment, "Car? Watch? Do you mean these?"
Feng Xiaoxiao's face darkened, why did she ask him? Which of the ones he mentioned could she afford?
"Okay, okay." Feng Xiaoxiao pushed him, "Go play ball quickly."
"Oh." Nie Zheng was confused. Why did he think Mrs. Nie was angry? Could it be that his answer just now was wrong?
However, what she asked was what he liked, so the answer was his decision. In that case, why was Mrs. Nie angry?
He was puzzled and sat in the car for a while, but Nie Zheng still frowned.
Liao Qingming couldn't stand it anymore, "Mr. Nie, do you want to go to the bathroom?"