Chapter 492 Happy Birthday

Watching Xue Yuan's hasty figure disappear behind the elevator door, Qin Yuqiao's confused but polite look slowly disappeared from his face.

She lowered her eyes and sighed, closed the door, smiled again when she turned around, and walked to the kitchen at a brisk pace.

"I've changed my clothes."

Qin Yuqiao put his hands behind his back and leaned out most of his body with a smile.

Qin Jue heard the sound of her sandals hitting the floor very early. He looked over with expectant eyes and was immediately amazed.

"It's beautiful!" she praised concisely.

Who doesn't like beautiful girls that are pleasing to the eye? Even if Qin Jue doesn't have her own sister filter, her little fox is still a pretty girl.

Qin Yuqiao pursed his lips and smiled, then came over to help Qin Jue and Limu Masako get the bowls and chopsticks.

There was a drone floating in the kitchen, and Mori Ran was participating in this warm birthday dinner remotely. Qin Jue had long been accustomed to drone recording, and at this time he felt more and more that there were many things in life worth recording. The right sense of ritual could add fun to life and preserve many beautiful memories, which was a real pleasure.

Three people served the meal, with four dishes and one soup as standard, giving it a strong home-cooked taste.

Qin Yuqiao smiled slightly and took a photo. She didn't have the habit of sharing her daily news. She only put it quietly in her photo album. Every time she looks at it in the future, she can taste the sweet memories.

"Then I'll take one too."

Qin Jue rarely followed suit. Although her photography skills were terrible, the filters that came with her phone saved her.

"Okay, let's eat quickly." She urged, putting down her phone.

"Yeah!" Qin Yuqiao smiled.

After almost eating while talking and laughing, the doorbell rang again. Qin Jue caught Senran's snickering on the screen, vaguely understood something, and stood up to open the door.

The transport drone of Qinyi Logistics was parked steadily outside.

"Huh? The portion is just right."

Qin Jue took the box and raised his eyebrows.

She did not forget to use one hand to gently pat the top of the drone. The words "(^^*)" appeared on the drone's display screen and flew away happily.

"Little Fox--"

Qin Jue turned around and returned to the dining table with a smile, "It's time to unwrap the cake."

"Eh?" Qin Yuqiao raised his eyes in surprise, "This is..."

"Your brother-in-law and your nephew, uh, niece? It's terrible, I can't count these things." Qin Jue's handsome face was full of confusion, "Anyway, you know who gave it to you."

Qin Yuqiao's eyes narrowed with laughter. He hummed and jumped on the small box, untied the ribbon, and unpacked it layer by layer.

"Yeah, it's fruit cake! ...Pfft."

Qin Jue, who was next to him, laughed earlier than his sister: "I don't like small animal settings that much, right?"

In the center of the layers of fruit slices is a big portrait of a little fox drawn with jam. It is also a Q version. At the bottom, there is a line written in the tone of a veteran cadre, "Celebrate the New Year and Congratulate the New Life." I wonder if the jam in the lower right corner is not convenient. I wrote such complicated words in a small space, so I didn’t sign it and just drew a simple version of a husky dog ​​head.

Qin Yuqiao laughed and fell down.

"Oh my God." Qin Jue didn't know whether to be disgusted or affirmative for a moment. A strong desire to complain arose in his heart. Looking at this cake, he didn't know where to start.

Qin Yuqiao laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. The hand that handed Qin Jue the spoon was shaking, and he kept using gestures to express his meaning.

Qin Jue knew what she wanted to say, so he took the spoon with a funny look on his face and dug out the dog's head part and ate it.

"It's okay, not very sweet, pretty good."

She gave feedback like a veteran cadre, but couldn't help but say, "It looks like it was drawn online and printed remotely. You can really use the 2D printing of jam."

Rimu Masako stood by and tried his best to hold back laughter, and the last bit of selfishness quietly dissipated at this moment.

After all, judging from Qin Jue's reaction, the speechless and funny tone of an old married couple is something that no one who has been married for ten years can express.

Really, this is the only way to switch from a fan of the boss’s girlfriend to a CP fan.

Li Mu Masako secretly covered her heart.

The cake was not very big, and the three of us had just had dinner, so it was just right for dessert after cooking.

There is also a sugar painting wrapped in glutinous rice paper in the small box. It is a piece of exquisitely shaped staff. Except for the necessary symbols such as treble clef, bar line and terminator line, there are no notes on it. Instead, there are colorful colors.

Qin Yuqiao's eyes turned red. This was the color of music. Each color block represented a note. Only she could understand and hear the melody at a glance.

They are singing happy birthday.

"Huh?" Qin Jue twisted a small piece of paper from the corner, "Qiaoqiao, this is a candle."

"……Why?"

Qin Yuqiao sniffed, pulled away from the emotional emotion, and turned over the candy painting of the musical notation curiously.

"Try plugging it in?" Qin Jue pushed the cake over.

Qin Yuqiao nodded, and happened to see a small extra piece at the bottom of the left and right ends of the sugar painting, which was obviously used for fixing.

She gently opened the glutinous rice paper and put it on. Then, completely unaware of the principle, she saw the staff sugar painting igniting a red light.

Qin Jue's eyebrows softened: "Come on, make a wish."

Qin Yuqiao was surprised and happy. He quickly clasped the fingers of his left and right hands a little in front of his chin and closed his eyes.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes, leaned over and blew gently.

The bright red light on the sugar painting extinguished in response to the wind, and the entire staff melted into a sticky syrup like spring snow. A stream flowed from the edge of the cake, making it look even sweeter and increase your appetite.

Qin Yuqiao watched the whole process blankly, and after a while he turned around and asked Qin Jue: "Sister, how did you do this?"

Qin Jue looked incomprehensible: "This is magic."

Qin Yuqiao was startled for a moment and said with a smile: "I'm not a child -"

"You are just a kid now." Qin Jue flicked her brain, "Here, let's share the cake."

…

That night, Qin Yuqiao lay on the bed, his hands unconsciously placed on his lower abdomen, and his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

It was the best birthday she had ever had, and it still feels like a dream.

"Too excited and can't sleep?"

Qin Jue put down the hair dryer, scratched his hair casually, and asked with a smile as he walked over.

"It's okay." Qin Yuqiao turned from lying on his back to lying on his side, and lifted the quilt with a smile, "Sister Tie Tie~"

Qin Jue spent about half a second mentally despising himself for being such a sister, and then honestly got into bed and hugged the little fox and rubbed it.

They chatted for a while (mostly Qin Yuqiao smiled sullenly while listening to Qin Jue complaining about Cheng Zheng). After ten minutes passed, Qin Jue asked:

"Who knocked on the door at that time?"

Aimori looked at it and saw that the possibility of danger was very low, but she was still worried and had to ask.

Qin Yuqiao was silent for two seconds and sighed lightly: "It's Xue Yuan."

Qin Jue frowned. She learned from Qu Nan and Liu Zhe that Xue Yuan was inquiring about where she lived, but the severity of inquiring and actually coming to her door were different.

On second thought, I'm afraid this was Aran's intention to fish.

"Then what?" Qin Jue suddenly changed his mind and asked again.

"Then when she saw me, she misunderstood and went back." Qin Yuqiao smiled bitterly.

Qin Jue was stunned: "That's it?"

Seeing that his sister's reaction was no different from what he expected, Qin Yuqiao felt a little helpless in his eyebrows, but more of he was relieved.

"Some of them are like this." She took apart Xue Yuan's thoughts and slowly told Qin Jue.

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