"No need, his birthday has already passed."
"Passed? Which day?" An Ran was confused. Since it had passed, why were they only just sending a birthday gift.
"Last Saturday was his birthday," as a man, he didn't make a big deal out of it. He spent his birthdays every year with his team. If there were no missions or training, he'd sit down with a few familiar brothers. If there were missions or training, then he'd let it go. But this year should be different.
"Honey, do you remember when my birthday is?"
An Ran's bright eyes sparkled as she covered her mouth with a light laugh, "Your birthday? I don't remember."
"You sly wife, not remembering your husband's birthday, you need to be punished."
With that, his big hand reached out to tickle her.
An Ran had been afraid of tickling since she was a child. Her grandmother used to tease her with it.
Who knows when Mu Xingfeng noticed this weakness of hers, it was simply...
