...It's so late, who would knock on his door?

Without too much hesitation, he reached out to close the computer and pushed the chair to get up.

The white and slender fingers hold the metal lock and gently unscrew it-

A surprisingly familiar, delicate and bright face came into view.

"……elder sister?"

When there was no one around, the name was unknowingly leaping on his lips.

The boy was wearing a black pajamas, which was less formal and more lazy than the outfits on the dinner party.

The ink hair above the head was slightly messy, with a faint moisture, and those beautiful eyes were dazzling in the dark night.

The collars were tied casually, revealing the delicate and smooth collarbone as delicate as jade. The contrast between the black clothes and crystal clear bones was strong and vivid, adding a hint of peachy charm to the young man for no reason.

The permission during the day is exquisite, well-behaved, pure and beautiful, like an angel.

The permission of the night is laziness, charm, and charm, like an angel's wings falling.

My male favorite is so beautiful.

Fenghua's eyes were careless, but he looked at him openly, and finally commented in his heart.

He noticed that the girl was admiring but not having a trace of despicable eyes, so he bent his bright red lips slightly and asked in a low voice: "...Is it good-looking?"

There is a hint of lust and a hint of charm in the warm and soft voice.

"He is seducing me." Fenghua said to the system.

The noodles made by Her Majesty herself were not eaten in a system of grievance: "..."

This is obviously proud, but he still wants to pretend to be serious.

#The other party said he didn't want to talk to you and threw a joke at you#

This perception made Feng Hua's lips feel a touch of interesting and playful smile:

"It's pretty good. It's okay to take a few more glances when I'm sending you 'this', right?"

As she said that, she raised the tray in her hand.

On the silver tray with rose-wrapped branches, a bowl of noodles with rich and bright colors quietly exudes a lingering heat.

Xu only glanced at it, then he opened his lips lightly without moving his eyebrows and said politely: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of having midnight snacks at night..."

"clang……"

Before the boy could finish his words, the classical Western bell hung in Xu's living room rang the bell at twelve o'clock.

The ancient sound of medieval Europe's bells came from the downstairs to the ears of the two people.

Fenghua spoke at the moment the bell rang, "Happy birthday!"

Xu suddenly stopped his voice and looked at the girl holding a bowl of noodles in front of her, with a delicate, cold and smiling face, and suddenly her expression became stunned.

...It has been many years, and no one said to him on this day, Happy birthday.

When the boy was stunned, Fenghua took the opportunity to force the slightly heavy silver tray of rose-wrapped into his hands.

That momentum was a bit like 'I have entrusted the country to you, so why don't you keep it back and thank you quickly'.

"Anyway, I have sent my blessings and longevity noodles. Whether you eat them or not. But if you want to eat them, it will lose its taste when they are cold. It will definitely be undelicious. If you don't eat them, then... throw them away."

Fenghua shook the hand that was slightly sore after holding it for a long time. After speaking casually, he raised his hand and yawned lazyly, and wanted to turn around and walk back.

"Well, I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep..."

As he turned around, Fenghua heard the system prompt sound in his ears:
Chapter completed!