As the darkness deepened, the children who had already run to the yard to start their castle defense battle, with heads full of sweat, reluctantly let themselves be taken home by their respective parents. (..tw) Other guests also said their goodbyes one after another. In the night, the little ones still had slightly flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes.
He was incredibly happy that day. Even after the guests had left, he remained excited. Because in the living room, there was a gift tree waiting for him to open.
Everyone's gifts were extraordinary. Some were precious, some intricate, and others showed a great deal of thoughtfulness. At this time, the little one was completely childlike. With each opening of a gift box, their face lit up even brighter. Of course, among all these gifts, the ones from their father and mother were the most beloved, tied for first place without a doubt.
Lin Meng gave the little guy a set of detachable airplane model kits. Coincidentally, Rong Ling gave the little guy a super luxurious array of architectural parts all made from cedar wood. Even a single nail was carved from wood! With the little guy's small hands, they could be assembled into houses with distinct styles.
It has to be said, this couple when giving gifts to their child, always thought about both pleasing the child and greatly honing the child's hands-on ability and thinking ability. Especially Rong Ling's set named "Changing Magic House" wooden parts, exceptionally precious, every single piece, completely hand-polished, in the whole world, there is only this unique set. This was made after Lin Meng secretly told him that his little boy's birthday was coming soon, he thought about it and instructed the people below to help him make it. Within two days, the workers worked overtime according to the design drawings, and finally finished this large-scale, ever-changing Magic House. The manpower and material resources spent here are not mentioned, but this is definitely the greatest expression of a father's love and hope for his son.
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That's too well hidden!
Indeed, this man has the makings of a special agent!
The little guy loved the present so much that he couldn't put it down and immediately invited Xiaohào to play with him. Lin Mèng looked at these meticulously crafted and beautiful small parts, such as little doors, little pillars, little steps, little planks, little bricks, little chairs, and she was particularly fond of them, so she was also somewhat fascinated as she sat on the side watching. In the end, even Róng Mama was attracted by these little gadgets and joined the big project of building a house. Only Róng Lìng remained seated from beginning to end, quietly watching, with a lazy smile on his lips. Occasionally, however, his gaze would flicker slightly when he looked at Lin Mèng, with a hint of warmth.
That day, the whole family slept unusually late, until 12 o'clock, when the little one finally managed to put together half a house. When the little one was urged to bed by Lin Meng, he summed up like a little teacher.
"Well, I think we set the bar a bit too high this time, actually making it more difficult for ourselves. [..tw超多好看小說] Perhaps next time we could start with something simpler to build up our skills and experience. Then, we can tackle bigger projects!"
Look, a future architecture star is rising!
The whole family was amused by him, and little Haohao, who was nodding seriously along with him, adding "hmm hmm" as if he were a professional too, made Lin Meng and Rong Mama laugh even harder. Even Rong Ling couldn't help but chuckle.
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It seems like I'm worn out from playing!
Lin Meng shook her head and went back to her room. The man wasn't in the bedroom, he was probably in the study. She didn't think too much about it and went into the bathroom for a shower. When she came out, the man was already sitting on the sofa. However, he seemed to be waiting for her.
She smiled and walked over to him, naturally handing him the towel and sitting beside him. He took the towel and familiarly wiped her hair until it was half-dry.
He set down the towel and lightly bit her ear, whispering with such a hint of seduction.
"Good boy!"
A palm, through the cool silk of her nightgown, touched her small belly.
Her ears flushed with a hint of sensitivity, her breath quickened slightly, but she half-closed her eyes, taking on an appearance of gentleness.
He hugged her, pulled her up, and then took hold of her small hand.
"Follow me!"
Her enigmatic look made the clever woman unable to help but have other guesses. She still remembered his words that day, "Little sweetheart, happy birthday," and that ambiguous phrase, "Make a birthday wish." What was the man planning to do next?!
On her birthday, even though she was calm on the surface, she couldn't help but feel a little flutter in her heart because of his actions.
This is very contradictory!
The man led her downstairs, and then down further, into the basement. All she could think was that there was a training ground on the surface, and the man had quietly prepared it for his son, giving him an absolutely lavish children's paradise. Could it be that in the basement, he had also prepared something surprising for her?!
Her heart couldn't help but flutter with anticipation for what she would see in the underground training ground. The man did indeed lead her to the training ground, but to her disappointment, it was still the same as before, with nothing changed. There wasn't anything to celebrate!
A touch of disappointment flitted across her heart, but she quickly felt embarrassed for having such childish thoughts. She turned her face away, and the man immediately looked at her as well. He kissed her, but there was a cryptic smile playing on his lips, giving nothing away about what he intended to do. She held back, not pressing him for an answer, and let herself be led by him across the vast expanse of open space until they arrived before the plum blossom post.
The man let go of her hand, jumped onto the plum blossom pile, and then bent over to offer his hand to her.
"Come up!"
She looked at the plum blossom post, which could only accommodate one person and would easily topple over if touched. She swallowed nervously and placed her small hand on Rong Ling's palm. He gathered his palm and pulled her hand. With just a slight tug, he effortlessly lifted her up. Once again, she was stunned by his superhuman strength, and couldn't help but gasp. This man wasn't lifting her to follow him along the plum blossom post; he had directly scooped her into his arms. She wasn't short in height, but being held by this tall man, she felt like a child. And he was holding her just like a baby. The man held her securely, but she thought of the small plum blossom post, whose diameter wasn't even as wide as his foot length. If they were to fall with him holding her like this, what would happen?!
She had just begun to worry, when the man carried her across the plum blossom stake.
This is absolutely amazing!
Lin Meng was so scared that her heart jumped out of her chest.
"Rong Ling, please let me down."
She wouldn't play that way, it was too scary. If she fell down, getting stuck in the plum blossom stake or hitting it would be no fun at all.
But the man said.
"Don't be afraid, trust me!"
Looking down into her dark eyes, it was like gazing into a universe, so deep and profound that you couldn't help but be lost in them. She felt as if she had been emptied out all at once, placed within a vast expanse of stars. The stars were swirling, and her body was floating. She strangely felt incredibly safe, perhaps astronauts landing on the moon, weightless, experience this sensation too.
The man's figure, still as agile as a monkey, despite having a woman in his arms. That plum blossom pile, which would test even the most skilled martial artists, was like flat ground before him. He leaped with such ease, it seemed more like play than anything else.
Then, still at that familiar spot, he jumped.
The feeling of falling took her by surprise, making her grip him a little tighter, but not out of fear. Then she realized that she seemed to be descending with this man, and her eyes widened in astonishment. They sank beneath the plum blossom stake, the small square returning to its original state, and all she saw was darkness. She squinted uncomfortably, but ended up resting half her face against the man's shoulder.
Don't be afraid, there's no need to be afraid, just follow the man.
Darkness, it was only a matter of seconds. Then, light burst through as the door swung open. The man led her forward; she opened her mouth in surprise and didn't even notice the door slam shut behind them.
In this room, which she had never been to before, on the floor lay two hearts, one big and one small, crossed over each other. An arrow of Cupid pierced through them both, setting them ablaze with love. What was even more mesmerizing was that these two hearts, and the arrow of Cupid itself, were all made of candles. Each tiny candle burned with a flickering flame, giving life to these hearts, making them seem warm and alive. Even the arrow of Cupid seemed to have a life of its own, tightly binding the two hearts together.
Lin Meng's heart beat rapidly, her eyes becoming slightly dazed.
Such a dreamy scene, as a woman, is the most irresistible.
Upon closer inspection, what lies within that heart appears to be rose petals, a vibrant crimson, perfectly suited to paint this heart with color.
The brilliant red, the flickering candlelight!
Beautiful, so beautiful.
Her gaze, a little too focused to tear away. She held her breath involuntarily, afraid that even the slightest sound would scare away this beauty.
"Happy birthday, little sweetie!"
He, handsome and charming, raised a smile and gently kissed her cheek.
Her heart is so touched, she's almost drunk with happiness.
He really did prepare a surprise for her individually!
She was almost drowning in this sweetness, her mind couldn't keep up. So she just stared blankly as the man knelt beside her, raised her foot, and gently took off her slippers. When her foot landed, she felt a delicate softness, then that softness, like waves, gently enveloped her toes.
The soles of my feet, there's just a little bit of itchiness.
And the man had already lifted her other foot, dragging down her other slipper.
Then the other foot felt that tender softness too!
The man chuckled silently, his gaze locked on hers, rising to his feet with an intensity that was both alluring and demanding.
"Come here, little one!"
He pulled her along, walking slowly. This was when she finally saw what she was standing on!
It's a rose!
The floor of this room is covered in rose petals!
With every step she took, she could feel the petals like little hands caressing her feet. She could also sense the faint fragrance of roses, overflowing from each petal, wrapping around her toes, climbing up her calves, and filling her entire body with its intoxicating aroma. Breathing in, without even trying, the delicate rose scent would fill her nostrils completely.
Drunken!
This was a veritable sea of flowers, like a secret kingdom of fairies. She caught her reflection in the mirror unintentionally and paused, then with a faint astonishment, felt that she wasn't quite herself anymore.
Against the backdrop of some dimness, red petals were spread on the ground, so vivid that they seemed to have their own life. Stepping on them with her fair little feet, it was as if she had stepped out blood-red. Looking up, her legs, thighs, and arms, white like jade, stood out against the crimson background, so white that they seemed to glow. And today, coincidentally, she wore a milky white silk nightgown, making her look like she was standing in a pool of blood, with a touch of demonic aura, as if reborn from bloodshed.
She had never thought of herself as so striking before, but today, her raven hair cascaded around her like a black cloud, framing her pale skin against the crimson backdrop. The darkness was so intense it seemed to have been soaked in oil. Even her unpainted face, with its dark eyes and fair skin, stood out in a new way. Her lips were an overly vibrant red, as if she had absorbed the essence of a rose.
Her pupils involuntarily shrank. She couldn't help but reach out and tug at her curls, wanting to confirm if what she was seeing was real.
In the mirror, a man who was even more handsome and dashing came closer, leaning in close to her face. He narrowed his eyes slightly with a hint of wickedness, his warm thin lips softly brushing against her skin.
"Little one, you're so beautiful!"
He spoke with the gentlest of praise, yet his arms held a possessive strength, cinching her slender waist. His tanned arm now encircled her pale skin there.
It was as if a hand suddenly pulled her from the demon realm in the mirror and into the human world.
She felt it was real!
Here she is, being hugged by her own man!
This also made him feel at ease, this woman, she couldn't escape his embrace, no matter what, she belonged to him.
To be honest, the astonishment he felt was definitely more than Lin Meng had ever experienced. When he saw her reflection in the mirror, he was completely stunned. Then, something in his chest began to burn hot, slowly flowing with a warm current. This woman, who was both alluring and mysterious, belonged to him. This scene, which no one else deserved to see, was uniquely his.
His lips, gliding along her face, reached her fair neck, and then the movement suddenly became heavier, or perhaps harsher, as he took hold of it and sucked hard.
There was a slight sting, but she moved her lips slightly, a sweet smile blooming on her face. One hand rested on the arm that was resting on her waist, while the other reached up to cup his cheek. Her soft body stretched and leaned lightly against him.
It's getting weirder and weirder!
He muttered to himself in annoyance, feeling as though he were being pushed too far.
She chuckled softly, her voice already delicate, but in this dim and sweet-smelling space, it took on a hint of enchanting allure.
"Go see the candles."
She said it subtly. He just hugged her and walked to the side. The delicate rose petals, with their every movement, made a slight rustling sound, as if whispering secrets or singing softly.
The scent of roses is becoming stronger.
Finally, as I approached the heart surrounded by candles, it became clearer. It turned out that the heart was so big! The large red heart looked to be about a meter in diameter, and the small one was at least sixty or seventy centimeters. The structure of the large and small hearts crossing each other resembled a strong man embracing a petite woman. Such intimacy warmed and sweetened my heart, not to mention that this arrow-through-the-heart design was precisely the classic depiction of love.
"Hee hee, did you do this?!"
She asked in a soft voice, though she actually already knew the answer.
The man was generous this time, and he even took credit for it.
"I spent a lot of effort to get these done."
Be careful, and that Cupid's arrow made of two rows of candles arranged in parallel, about two meters long, definitely took quite a bit of effort. Besides, it also takes a lot of effort to light them all up. Lin Meng discovered that the candle tears flowing down were not many, which means the candles had not been burning for a long time. Then, when she was telling stories to the children at that time, this man came and lit the candles. It's just that he doesn't know when he put these rose petals all over the room and the candle shape.
That's really thoughtful of you.
She thought sweetly.
It's also possible to think, this man's style has always been to just do and not say anything. Complaining is even rarer. He just told her that he spent a lot of effort doing all of this. Heh heh, this man seems to have a backup plan!
She smiled and looked at him with twinkling eyes. |
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