After Ying Sitong finished reading it, the corners of her mouth first went upwards, then downwards, slowly becoming flat.

She turned her face aside and began to accumulate anger value for herself, so she should not be accidentally captured by the enemy's sugar-coated shells.

Just two small notes, I want to calm my mood?

Tell you, it's impossible.

Xia Yuan, I tell you, today you can’t remember my mother’s birthday, and this hurdle has been taken by.

By 12 o'clock in the evening, you won't say happy birthday, I'm going to divorce you!

...

But Xia Yuan was reading his book with peace of mind like a quarrel.

The name of this book is "Actor's Self-cultivation", which was recommended to him by Duan Qian.

As an actor, it is impossible not to know this book. In-depth study of "Actors' Self-cultivation" is the actor's self-cultivation.

Ying Sitong looked at her book from the side, and looked up from time to time.

Time passed by minute by minute, but this guy seemed to be reading a book, not mentioning his birthday at all.

The beautiful young woman in the blood tribe felt extremely uncomfortable.

You can't spend the whole day here, right?

You know, this is her 21st birthday.

How many 21 years old can you be in your life?

After one, I will be one year older. Thinking about it, I am also a 3-year-old person, and I can't help but feel a little depressed and melancholy.

But Xia Yuan, a bastard, left behind the important 21-year-old in her life, and came here to read a book!

When Ying Sitong thought of this, she was so angry that she was so angry that she was not angry.

Especially when Ying Sitong saw the couple sitting in front of their left in the library, she became even more angry:

It was obvious that a college student couple, two of them were wearing light green sweaters. Because there was air conditioning in the library, they put their coats aside.

In such a huge space, these two people had to sit together as if no one else was around.

The boy surrounded the girl and was talking softly.

This is the normal reaction of couples in love. Not to mention sitting together, they wish that the two of them were ice cream, and they could blend together after stirring.

Look at others, and then look at this guy beside you who is dedicated to studying...

There is a saying that goes well, without comparison, there is no harm.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Yuan suddenly spoke, which scared Ying Sitong.

She quickly retracted her gaze and continued to watch her "Gentle School Grass Falling in Love with the Domineering Queen"

Xia Yuan looked at the little brother and sister opposite him, and then looked back at Ying Sitong.

"Or else we're like them?"

"Well...what?" Ying Sitong looked like a frightened little rabbit. She raised her head and took a quick look, then buried her head back.

She lowered her head and said weakly, "In the library, this is not a good impact."

Ying Sitong's face was already red with shame.

It was at this moment that Xia Yuan grabbed her hand and pulled it outward.

Before she could turn around, her knee suddenly weighed.

A huge human figure blocked the front, and the table squeaked because of insufficient space.

Mom!!!

Is it wrong?

Xia Yuan's back pressed on her face, making her breathless.

"Hmm... have you made something wrong?" Ying Sitong lowered her voice and roared, "Don't I be on it?"

Xia Yuan held back his smile and coughed.

"This is normal, but in our family, women are strong and men are weak, and the weak should be taken care of." He turned around and said softly, "Isn't it easy for me to raise one?"

"I……"

Ying Sitong frowned fiercely, and her emotions were on the verge of an outbreak.

"Are you sick?!"

"Shh, no noise in the library."

...

Xia Yuan felt that the joke could not be played. It was not a joke to wait for the beautiful young woman of the blood clan to demolish the house.

So he sat back on the chair and continued to read his book as if nothing had happened.

After some trouble, Ying Sitong couldn't read his own books.

She wanted to go home early now and then beat this guy up to relieve her hatred.

Moreover, Xia Yuan, this dead trash, has never mentioned anything about his birthday so far.

What a bastard!

Ying Sitong held her hands, angrily, thinking about a question in her mind:

Should I give him appropriate hints?

There are so many books here, and there are many books about birthdays or birthday cake making...

No, no, no...

The beautiful young woman in the blood tribe shook her head.

Ying Sitong, Ying Sitong, be more aware, the happiness you want is not the happiness you want, and the birthday wishes you get are not as sweet as you imagined.

Being a vampire still requires some backbone and bottom line.

After a while, Xia Yuan pushed a note in front of her.

The beautiful young woman from the blood clan was still angry and had no intention of watching.

"Don't look?"

Xia Yuan curled his lips regretfully, "Then I'll tear it off."

"snort."

Ying Sitong glanced at him.

The note is unfolded and says:

"I am a firm materialist, only you, I hope to have a next life. - Zhou"

“Um…”

For some reason, Ying Sitong was a little moved.

OK, forgive you for a few seconds.

She folded the small paper strips and put them carefully into her pocket.

Xia Yuan smiled slightly and continued to read his book.

After a while, another note was pushed to Ying Sitong.

It says:

"I used to believe nothing, and I was fearless and fearless. Later, when you appeared, I believed in the devil and God."

"Um..." Ying Sitong was not sure whether this was a good thing or something else was meant.

"I heard that girls like the love words I found on the Internet." Xia Yuan smiled.

Are you sure?

Ying Sitong felt very confused.

Now let’s think about the romantic sentence Zhou wrote to Deng. Although others may think it is quite romantic, how can it smell strange when used on her?

It was at this moment that Xia Yuan pushed another small note in front of her:

"I don't care about humans tonight, I just miss you. - Haizi"

Ying Sitong stood up and said, "Xia Yuan, are you intentional?"

Xia Yuan quickly put a finger on his lips, "Shh, no noise in the library. Are you so angry about love words?"

Isn’t love words sweet enough?

"Noisy, you're...
To be continued...