The atmosphere was slightly frozen, and the people sitting in the same room were also sensible. It didn't look like they were having a birthday, and they were speechless for a while.

Seeing that they didn't speak, the female manager looked at Xia Mu with a smile, "Do you need me to light a candle?"

Xia Mu quickly got up and took the birthday candle from her hand, "Let's come on our own, thank you."

"Okay, please enjoy it slowly."

The female manager left with a smile. Xia Mu took the candle in his hand and sat down slowly next to Song Fuxing, suddenly trying to light a wax for himself.

Song Fuxing looked at the birthday cake next to him, "You can only eat the cake after dinner."

"Okay." Xia Mu nodded quickly, put down the candle at his hand, and began to stew the rice seriously, being so obedient.

Everyone had their own meals, but the atmosphere was even more awkward than before, and the quietest was the sound of the collision of bowls and chopsticks.

Xia Mu was eating when a peeled shrimp suddenly appeared in the bowl.

Song Fuxing peeled it for her~~

She felt a sense of excitement in her heart and looked at Song Fuxing beside her. He was peeling off one with his eyes down, his fair white and slender fingers, and even peeling a shrimp was so pleasing to the eye.

He seemed to be so clean and neat whether he was peeling her clothes or peeling the shrimps in his hands.

Xia Mu thought of something inexplicably, and her feet became cold. If it were usual, she would be happy to enjoy it, but now she dare not bother him.

"No need to peel it, one is enough to eat."

Song Fuxing put the peeled shrimp into her bowl, "Listen to uncle, eat more."

"Cough cough cough!" Xia Mu almost choked on the food.

Everyone's meal paused for a second, as if they wanted to look up at them, but they were embarrassed to look at them blatantly.

Xia Mu swallowed the meal and whispered, "I just want to give you a surprise. Who knows they remember so clearly?"

Song Fuxing's eyes slightly raised, and he was casually speaking, "Uncle was very surprised."

puff!

Xia Mu was choked to death and decided it would be better to eat quietly so as not to say too much or make mistakes.

After dinner, they had to go back for a meeting. The time was not redundant for a minute or a second. The only redundant was Xia Mu, the foil.

Song Fuxing and his colleagues held her while talking, looking like he was holding her hand casually, but in fact he was like a caught rabbit with no room to escape.

After the group entered the living room, Song Fuxing handed Xia Mu the cake he had brought all the way to him, "I have to have a meeting, you can go into the room and play for yourself."

It's really hard to ask for!

Xia Mu hurriedly took the cake and ran into the room. He was as anxious as a rabbit and rushed to escape.

Song Fuxing ignored her. The group sat down and held a busy meeting, without even having a rest for a while.

Xia Mu was a little nervous at first, afraid that Song Fuxing would finish the meeting too early, so he came to settle the score with her, but he didn't expect that their meeting would be so long...

She was waiting all over her body, and they were not over yet.

The TV series has been broadcast for one round and the advertisements have begun.

Xia Mubai was bored and rolled back and forth on the bed. A message suddenly came in from his cell phone next to him, which was sent by Song Fuxing.

【There is still an hour left to end, if you are sleepy, go to bed first.】

Xia Mu looked at the alarm clock on the wall. It was only 8:30 and was not sleepy at all, and even wanted to have fun all night.

She immediately sat up and quickly replied to a message, "I'm not sleepy, I'll wait for you to sleep together."

I didn't think it was done when I posted it, but after I posted it, I felt a little strange, just like she had already washed it and waited for him.

Xia Mu was thinking about it when another message came in the screen.

【good.】

There is only such a dry word, no expectation?!

Although she doesn't mean that, she doesn't say that a small separation is better than a newlywed. Why is he not excited at all?

Xia Mu felt a pussy in his heart and sent a row of smiling emoticons on his hand.

The whole row of mysterious smiles looked very unhappy.

A few minutes later, Song Fuxing replied to her, [?]

He obviously didn't know the true meaning of the smile emoji pack.

When Xia Mu saw the question mark, he could imagine his current expression, but he just didn't care and just posted it casually.

A cold symbol is too perfunctory, it can only be considered a half word, and I don’t love her at all!

Xia Mu was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him, but then he thought, how could he have time to send WeChat messages to her now? Shouldn't he be busy as a dog?

She immediately threw down her cell phone and got out of bed, sneaked outside, poked her head out and took a look.

The outside was very busy, and the discussion was so lively that it seemed like a quarrel.

Song Fuxing focused on listening to them, and his serious look made her think that he was not the one who chatted with her.

But after a moment, Song Fuxing took a look at the phone next to him, as if she was looking at whether she had replied to the news, as if she felt distracted during class.

Xia Mu couldn't help but raise his lips. The unhappiness that had just been ignored disappeared in an instant. He felt sweet and planned to buy some oranges to reward him.

She thought about it and turned to the door and whispered to go out. The discussion in the living room was too lively, and no one knew about it when she went out.

The meeting was almost halfway through, and there was a ten-minute break.

Seeing that Xia Mu did not reply to the news, Song Fuxing stood up and went into the room, but saw no one.

He was slightly confused and took out his cell phone to call her, but the sound of his cell phone vibrating came from beside the bed.

When Song Fuxing saw the phone, he hung up the phone casually. However, he paused slightly and looked at the phone beside the bed again.

The above has been shown as a missed call, and the four words flashed by, as if they had read it wrong.

Song Fuxing looked at his phone and pressed the dial button again on his hand.

The phone on the bed emits continuous vibrations, and four big words are displayed on the screen, which is particularly ostentatious.

Song Fuxing looked at the phone for a while, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, he hung up the phone slowly, picked up the phone next to the bed, and pressed it into the address book.

A row of calls was recorded, and the four words "baby son" were very eye-catching.

Song Fuxing has always had a good memory and it is completely effortless to think of something.

In this second, he remembered his back, the orange, the content written in her love letter, and the tone of pampering that he inadvertently showed whenever he peeled oranges.

He lowered his eyelashes, his expression becoming more and more casual.

But in a moment, the culprit came back.

Xia Mu came in with two large bags of fruits. Seeing that everyone was resting, he glanced at him but didn't see Song Fuxing.

The assistant next to him quickly reminded, "Mr. Song is in the room, we are resting now."

Xia Mu responded and handed a large bag of fruit in his hand, making full use of the opportunity to restore his image during the day, "I bought you fruits, and you can eat them now."

The assistant quickly took it over, and everyone thanked her, praising her sensibility. It was probably because they really regarded her as a student at school.

Xia Mu was a little embarrassed and walked into the room with a bag of oranges.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Fuxing leaning on the sofa and closing his eyes to rest. His long legs were slightly stretched out, casually and leisurely, looking slender and pleasing to the eye.

Must be very tired, I have worked for so long.

Xia Mu quickly carried the oranges and quickly walked into the sofa to sit down, snuggling beside him, "Are you tired?"

When Song Fuxing heard this, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at him, without any fatigue or sleepiness in his eyes. It seemed that there was a little chill and inexplicable meaning.

It seems that I am just sitting here waiting for the rabbit.

Xia Mu felt that his eyes were a little weird, but he didn't notice anything. He thought he was too tired, so he immediately reached out to rub his shoulders, "Are you very tired? Do you want to eat oranges? I'll peel them for you?"

She said, reaching out to the bag and grab a big orange, but she hadn't taken it out yet.

"Explain to me, what does this note mean?" Song Fuxing handed over to his phone, and there was a row of address books for his baby son.

Sha Mu: “…!”

The long silence completely froze her brain, and she didn't know what to say to save the current situation.

At the beginning, Deser made notes on these four words. He had already used to reading them. He had never realized that there was any problem. He never expected that he would see them one day.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Fuxing slowly said to her with his cell phone: "I want to be my dad?"

Xia Mu waved his hand quickly and was full of desire to win, "I don't have this idea!!!"

"What's that? You mentioned your back many times in your love letter. Aren't you imitating the father in it?"

Xia Mu held the orange in the bag tightly, "Dad is a synonym, not as complicated as you think. I just want to be kind to you. You are so tired and hard at school, how can you not eat something to nourish your body?"

This tone sounds like an old father, nagging, and she obviously didn't realize her mistake.

Song Fuxing slightly narrowed his eyebrows and reached out to grab her little hand.

Xia Mu was still holding the orange tightly, his little expression a little at a loss.
To be continued...