Chapter 113 The Moon of the Black Moon

Author: Xiyong's Mountain of Light

Chapter 113 The Moon of the Black Moon

When Yu Bo and Yu Luying entered the door, the meal had actually ended, and it became a situation where everyone drank in groups of three or five and bragged about gossip.

"I have kept some meat and vegetables. You guys sit first, I'll add some hot water."

"No more trouble. I ate during the meeting in the parish." Yu Bo reached out to stop Xiao Yao's attentiveness.

"I've eaten at home, too," said Yu Luying.

Everyone found it strange, and didn't understand why Yu Luying came so late after having dinner, but Xiao Yao knew that she didn't eat at all.

But since he was full, Yu Luying was full, Xiao Yao didn't care. What he cared more about was what Yu Luying had just experienced.

But behind him was a room of people who didn't know the truth, and in front of him was Father Yu's cold face. Xiao Yao opened his mouth for a long time and finally said, "I'll pour you some juice."

"Bogo."

"Bogo."

"Hello Bogo."

"Well, sit down, it's delicious, delicious, delicious."

Father Yu has always been close to the people and loves to get along with young people, but he is an "adult" after all, and he is also a shady person at this moment. Therefore, the classmates and friends present did not talk too much with Yu Luying, and even Zhao Xiaomei took a standpoint. The "unfamiliar" face should be sitting in the distance.

Now that everyone has arrived and the meal has been eaten, everyone has removed the hot pot, the remaining dishes and the rotating plates on the table, and Chen Tianyun has served a birthday cake that has been prepared long ago.

To be honest, the cake looks bad and the fresh milk is not evenly sprayed. But when everyone knows that this was made by Shen’s “sisters”, they all threw themselves at Xiao Yao. Envy eyes.

"Don't look a little bad," Chen Jie explained embarrassedly: "We have tasted it, and the taste is OK."

It's best, Xiao Yao muttered in his heart.

Chen Jie filled the cake with 16 candles, and everyone sang a birthday song together.

This is the first time Xiao Yao heard Chen Jie sing. I really admire her. With such a nice voice, no single sentence can be placed on the tune.

Before blowing the candle and making a wish, Xiao Yao wanted to invite Yu Bo to have a prayer or blessing ceremony. Then he thought, whether he was himself or most of the people here, he was not a church member, or a common person!

"Hope... I hope I can always be with Shen Jie and never be separated. Then, when we two get married immediately after we reach the age, we will get a marriage certificate and hope that Chen Jie's father can accept me soon. God bless you, a man! "Xiao Yao clasped his hands together, silently recited these words in his heart, and blew out the candle in one breath.

Chen Tianyun turned on the light again with a "pop".

According to the rules, Xiao Yao cut the first knife on the cake. Then Chen Jie and Shen Tianyun "sisters" helped him divide the whole cake, put it in ceramic plates, and distributed it to everyone.

Yu Luying took a small piece of cake and retreated to the corner, sloppyly crossed her chest, turned her back to face the wall, pulled down her mask, and stuttered.

"It's so delicious!" Zhao Xiaomei shouted.

It's really delicious, so delicious, Xiao Yao thought blankly.

He tasted the sweetness coming from his tongue, and it was hard to imagine that such delicacy was actually written by Chen Jie and Shen Tianyun. It was like-

"You eat!" Chen Jie poked his arm, and Yu Luying's arm also shook: "I'll keep holding it in a daze, I won't kill you!"

Only then did Xiao Yao realize that he hadn't started eating cakes yet, so he hurriedly waved his chopsticks to fight.

Well... if you eat cake at the same time with Yu Luying, you're still a little tired of it.

After Yu Luying finished eating the cake, she pulled up her mask, turned around, and stood against the bedroom door.

Seeing that the other party waved to him, Xiao Yao hurried over, crossed four legs on the road, squeezed by two people, and finally arrived at the destination with difficulty.

"How is it, is it okay?" Xiao Yao asked in a low voice.

Yu Luying shook her head and cleared her throat: "I'll talk about it on the road to Zhouzhuang tomorrow - this is for you, this is for you, this is for you by my uncle."

Go to Zhouzhuang? Oh, yes, I have arranged it before. It was an event for the literary club, just the second day of my birthday.

Yu Luying's ability to attend a birthday party, give gifts, and talk to herself well means that she was not worried about the misunderstanding of the "night attack" yesterday. Xiao Yao realized this and felt much more relieved.

The girl's left hand was a large hardcover "Tagore Poems" and her right hand was a small and exquisite resin statue of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, which should be her gift and Yu Bo's gift respectively.

"Thank you." Xiao Yao took the two birthday gifts and looked at Yu Bo, who raised his champagne glass.

Xiao Yao continued to cross the mountain of legs and the sea of ​​people, squeezed to the other side of the room, put the "Selected Poems of Tagore" neatly into the bookshelf, raised his feet and placed the statue on the top of the cabinet, closed his hands and shook it.

Everyone had almost finished eating the cake, so they pushed the table back under the window, and Chen Jie put the remaining cake into the refrigerator.

According to what Chen Lu had proposed before, we all played a murder game together.

Yu Luying was unwilling to participate at first, but Xiao Yao still pulled her in.

Xiao Yao has never played a murder game before, but he has always been curious. He is also learning and playing at the same time, and he is very quick to get started.

Without playing cards, the tarot cards brought by Ouyang Qianqian were replaced. Everyone sat on the floor and formed a circle.

Zhao Xiaomei sat diagonally opposite Xiao Yao - wearing this outfit and sitting at this angle. Under the light, Xiao Yao felt that she was really pretty. The soles of her socks were already black, with ten toes on her belly. It is particularly obvious that the forefoot and heel are also covered with a layer of gray and black, but the arch on the inner middle is still white.

As if it had captured Xiao Yao's gaze and thoughts, the big toe and second finger of the little foot twisted a few times very deliberately.

Xiao Yao quickly turned his head and refused to look at her.

The little bear came to Xiao Yao's ears at some point: "This Zhao Xiaomei...what is going on with you two?"

"I'm not familiar with it, I haven't said a few words, I don't know how I found it."

"I spent a while with her in junior high school," Xiaoxiong continued, "At that time, I was a very honest and silent little transparent person. Is this guy changing so much for three days?"

"Do you have an idea?" Xiao Yao rolled his eyes.

"No, I'll just mention it to you." The little bear frowned and peeked at Zhao Xiaomei, and found that she seemed to be looking at her. She quickly raised the beer can and took a sip.

"Okay, I understand." Xiao Yao also took a sip of beer. It was not cold if he was exhausted and it was hard to drink.

Is it a little transparent...? By the way, I met her at the wonton shop last time. It was obviously not like this style. Could it be that she was dressed today and was prepared for it? Including deliberately taking off her shoes, she also deliberately tempted me ?But except Chen Jie, who knows her preferences so that she can reveal them to her? Some things, even Yu Luying doesn't necessarily know, right?

Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, you are so arrogant, you take yourself too seriously, so girls won’t... Xiao Yao laughed at himself.

Compared to Zhao Xiaomei, there are more things to pay attention to here.

He noticed that the hairtail was still sticking to Chen Tianyun, and Chen Tianyun was also able to chat with him.

Don’t get me wrong. Xiao Yao likes hairtails and really treats him as his brother, but he hasn’t liked him as his son-in-law.

It’s not that he can’t believe his character—Xiao Yao convinced himself: but, no matter what, he is 30 years older than Tianyun, and he is indeed not a person from the same world.

All of this has nothing to do with the old father's possessiveness, um.

Just as Xiao Yao was thinking about how to separate them naturally and in a way that no one was embarrassed, Chen Jie had already sat down and separated the two.

It must be my wife, Xiao Yao smiled with relief.

But when Chen Jie said something to the hairtail, he looked lit up and asked repeatedly: "Really? Really?" Then he took out his cell phone with Shen Jie, as if exchanging some information.

At the end of the game, Xiao Yao was the second person to be eliminated, and the policeman played by Zhao Xiaomei and Shen Jie won the final victory.

Chen Lu was still unsatisfied and wanted to start the second game, but Hairdressing once again yelled to go to the "money counter" to start the second half.

"I have to leave first." Ouyang Qianqian said with a bag.

"The last one arrives and the first one leaves. What kind of bureaucratic behavior is this?" Hairdressing cheered.

Ouyang Qianqian rolled his eyes: "I want to sleep in beauty sleep, okay, who is like you - Besides, I'm not the last one to arrive."

"Oh, hairtail," Chen Jie took out her cell phone again: "If Ouyang has something to leave, don't force him to stay - if you want to sing, it's the same here."

While speaking, a familiar prelude flowed out of Chen Jie's musical phone.

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Readers can eat it as BGM)

Xiao Yao was stunned and thought to himself why the melody of the prelude was so familiar. After listening to it for seven or eight seconds, he realized it - wasn't this the song he sang at the "Shen Ji Tai Chuan" last night?

"Oh, outside the quiet village, there is a stupid child born in the 1960s." With the unscathed alcohol, Xiao Yao took a magazine and formed a microphone.

The noisy voice gradually calmed down, and he decided to give the host of birthday boys tonight a face.

Ouyang Qianqian also sat down again.

Many people have a doubt in their hearts - how come they have known Xiao Yao for so long, why have they never known that he sings so well? Not to mention the sound of nature, it has reached at least 80% of the original singer.

What they didn't know was that Xiao Yao's original voice conditions were good, but his grasp of pitch... he could only say that he was much better than Chen Jie. Now he has Yu Luying's pitch and has broadened the treble part with Yu Luying's voice. The range of voice and singing level are naturally like a tiger.

When Xiao Yao sang the first climax part, Zhang Jialong suddenly walked to him and inserted it in: "Oh, pat it on your chest, stand up bravely, don't be in a bad mood. Oh, bow to the sky, Don’t be too impressed, God has his own arrangements!”

When they sang "Worship to the Sky", the two were originally bowing to the fluorescent lights on the ceiling together. Xiao Yao thought about it and turned to the statue that Yu Bo had just given to him on the top of the cabinet: "God has his own arrangements!"

"Oh, they said that in the city, men are not bad and women do not love each other, and they don't understand no matter how they think about it." The two continued to sing.

"Mom said she loved her sincerely and she would love her very wonderfully, but I didn't have a girl." Hairfish joined in shaking her head, glanced at all the girls present, spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders.

"The stupid child is still strong, like a piece of stone, but he is lonely at night." Unexpectedly, Xiong Ji would also sing this song.

When the girls heard this sentence, they whispered, whispered and laughed in a ball.

The song entered the interlude part, and the four boys lined up in a row, moving their steps left and right, first lifting their right leg and kicking them to the left, then lifting their left leg and kicking them to the right, repeating this.

After all, the four of them are not professionally trained boy groups. The synchronization rate is not that high. They quickly kick each other's legs, their shoulders collided, and then fell around.
To be continued...