Article 1031

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"Many years of cake jīng!"

Those little demons ran very fast, hid in the grass and fields and peeped among the rocks and mountains, and carried out their interesting "human race observation", but they didn't want them to see their faces clearly, they only dangled the little blue light on their tails. , making a slight creaking sound. Only the most beautiful cub cake dominates the sky. It stands on a big tree that Xue Meng can't easily catch, and translates the demonic language between the grass and the field into human language.

Although, its mandarin is also very miserable.

"Shenmu Xianjun, every day is full of joy!"

Xue Meng stared at it: "Is it a birthday?"

"I want to ask you for a gift? I, I, and I can speak human language! The long words are nonsense, very standard!"

Mei Hanxue laughed and held Xue Meng, who had to fight with Cake Batian: "You don't understand, it's really not easy to practice Mandarin, don't laugh at it. It's a cute little rice cake."

Xue Meng looked back at him again: "If you have something to say, don't pull me!"

In the midst of the excitement, there was a rice cake monster on the opposite hill that lit the fireworks of the demon clan, and the gorgeous fireworks exploded in the night.

Seeing this, Xuanji felt that the atmosphere was just right. She raised a drink and smiled at Chu Wanning: "Yuheng, happy birthday."

Chu nightning was the first to deal with such a battle. I didn't know how to answer, but he replied stiffly: "You too."

Xuanji was startled, her eyes widened, she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Happy birthday." Covetousness also hummed.

"...Thank you."

Mei Hanxue wanted to follow the wishes, but was dragged behind by Xue Meng, and rushed to say: "I will come first! Master! I wish you good luck, good health, peace and happiness, and you must come to see me often at the top of life and death. !"

"Naturally, it will come, and Mo Ran has been thinking about your birthday for a long time, and he will prepare it for you before January-"

Before the word gift was spoken, it was interrupted by ink burning and coughing.

Chu nightning: "...I didn't prepare anything."

The ink burns on the forehead, and the master of the heart will not lie, it is better not to say it.

Jiang Xi also bowed his hands and said lightly: "Master Chu, Xianfu Yongxiang, congratulations."

Xue Meng pouted and hugged his chest: "What congratulations do you say? You give money."

Everyone said their blessings one by one, but Chu nightning was a little embarrassed. He was really not used to it - no, it should be said that he did not know how to face such blessings.

After all, it has never been obtained.

At this moment, Mo Ran quietly held his slightly sweaty hand under the table, and Mo Ran smiled in his heart. The master was really calm and calm, but his fingertips were a little trembling.

He clasped the hand of Chu Wanning tightly, buckled with his ten fingers, and paid the tenderness in this grip, slowly calming the unease of Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran looked at him, in the wind, under the starry night, in the fluttering rain of flowers and magnificent fireworks, solemnly said: "Night."

"..."

The ink burned and smiled, and the dark purple eyes carried the deep meaning of the two worlds.

In this day, it is revealed in the splendor of the galaxy.

"I wish you... a happy birthday, and good luck for the rest of your life."

——

Thirty years later, the two worlds were wrong.

In the brilliance of the fire tree silver flower, the burning eyes are bright and moist. On his face, there is the sincerity of Master Mo, the paranoia of stepping on Xianjun, and the gentleness and obedience of the little boy who stood in front of the Tongtian Tower at first.

After walking for two lifetimes, they finally came to this idyllic fairy house, lying on the water in the south of the Yangtze River. There is the sound of Zen in Nanping, the sound of the bell in the evening temple, the two worlds have crossed each other, their calamity has been exhausted, but their fate is still deeply entangled and inseparable.

He was at peace with him at last.

At that time, I regretted that I knew the emperor's intentions late, and the rest of my life was to protect the minister and keep peace.

This "birthday is happy, the rest of your life is good", Mo Ran knows that he will say to Chu nightning for a lifetime.

Until the hair is like snow, the eyebrows are dyed with cream.

He will also keep his fire. He guards him, he guards him.

They may not be the best people in the world, the most beautiful people, the richest people, the most remarkable, powerful and broad-minded people, but for Mo Ran, Chu Wanning is no one else.

The same is true for Chu Wanning. No matter the piece of ink burned, what kind of character, what kind of life, there is no need to fight. Those are the souls who have gone through the ups and downs of two lifetimes together with him. They are the lovers who are scarred and broken to protect him. He will always love him deeply, illuminate him, love him, and pet him.

lifetime.

I have given all I have, I will give all I will have—

to love you.

——End of “Fighting for Favorite”——

The author has something to say: Wanning's birthday congratulations just ended on the day of Xue Meng's birthday, fate, wonderful = = more finished~~~

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