Tangled Up In Blue

The Cottage of Malcolm and Poppi was the same as it was when they came last time. The two of them walked into the yard and
into the villa hand in hand.
"Okay. The first step is to cook." Poppi was changing her shoes in the doorway. She rolled up her sleeves and was ready to fight
with all of them. "Let's have dinner first, and then celebrate your birthday at twelve o'clock. Perfect!"
Malcolm nodded with a smile, "what am I doing?"
"Of course you will help me!" Poppi patted on Malcolm's shoulder and said, "if you cook by yourself, the dishes you make must
be very delicious."
"...... Okay. " Malcolm laughed even more. He was dragged by Poppi to the kitchen and became a vegetable washing worker.
The clock was ticking in the room. Poppi and Malcolm were chatting while cooking. Like an ordinary couple, they didn't need to
think about anything or worry about anything. They could only see each other and enjoy the moment of warmth and sweetness.
In fact, Malcolm washed vegetables, and he had nothing to do, while Poppi was like a little bee in the kitchen, humming and
turning in the kitchen, and the two dishes cooked together without any chaos. Malcolm leaned against the door frame with his
arms folded around his chest. He saw that Poppi tied up her hair and tucked it behind her head. Wearing the apron, he could still
see her curves. Looking at her busy life for him, he felt that his heart was filled with love.
"OK, that's a deal. Malcolm's favorite shrimps."
"I just learned how to cook..."
"This fish will be out of the pan soon."
"Sweet and sour spareribs are also good."
"Finally, with the clatter! Birthday noodles! "
Poppi put the last bowl of noodles on the table which was almost full.
"It look good, smelling good." Standing at the table, Malcolm nodded, "one hundred percent."
Hearing this, Poppi smiled and quickly handed the chopsticks to Malcolm, "you already got it before you tasted it? Mr. Mo, go
and have a taste first. "

Malcolm sat down with a smile, picked up some food and chewed it slowly. Although she had cooked for Malcolm so many times,
Poppi suddenly felt nervous. She stared at his face carefully and asked, "how is it? Are you okay? "
"Yes..." Malcolm lowered his voice and frowned slightly, "this meal might cost more than 100 points."
"What?" Poppi bit the chopsticks and asked timidly, "what's that?"
Malcolm raised his eyebrows and glanced at Poppi, "1000 points."
Poppi blinked her eyes and stunned for two seconds before she realized what he just said, "Malcolm! You scared me! I'm already
very nervous You are just being mysterious and vile. "
"No, I didn't." Malcolm responded with a laugh and started to gobble up his meal.
While helping Malcolm with the food, Poppi ate too. "Actually, it's boring, not surprising at all. I was a fool. I checked a lot and
asked many questions. I still didn't know how to make a surprise to surprise you. As a result, I had no choice but to follow the
routine, cook and give you gifts Please don't mind. "
Malcolm stopped eating, turned around to Poppi and sighed, "Why are you so silly? It's enough. Even if you don't do anything, I
think it's a surprise. As long as you are with me, I can't forget every day. "
Poppi's eyes turned red.
These days, her mind was in a mess, especially when it came to Celine, which made her very uneasy. But fortunately, with
Malcolm's presence, everything seemed to be different. She had never been so dependent on a person like now. She thought
that for the rest of her life, she had been trapped in a love net woven by Malcolm, which meant that she couldn't get out.
"Hey, hey, don't cry!" Malcolm patted on Poppi's head and put a piece of noodles on her plate. "Have a taste of the long-life
noodles cooked by yourself. If you eat it, we'll be much older."
Poppi sniffed and opened her mouth. Enjoying the rare considerate service of Mr. Mo, she pointed to the table while chewing the
noodles, "get me another sparerib."
"......" Right after Poppi's words, Malcolm got furious.
After the meal, Poppi was going to take out the cake she had learned for more than half a month and make it for Malcolm in
person. After putting the filed of cakes into the oven, they waited outside the oven, eyes filled with expectation.

But Malcolm was surprised to hear this, "will Poppi really become the boss of dessert shop in the future?"
"Of course." Poppi smiled with satisfaction.
Looking at the toast, Malcolm said leisurely, "I suddenly remembered that many years ago. At that time, my family was very poor.
On my birthday, I would sneak out of the cake shop to watch the cakes in the windows."
"Well, then I'll run a dessert shop and make cakes for you every day," Poppi said pitifully
"...... Okay. " No sooner had Malcolm finished speaking than a beep from the oven drew Poppi's attention. Poppi quickly put on
hot oven glove and took out the cake inside.
"Wow, the model is great!" "Honey, what patterns do you want?" Poppi exclaimed
"Everything will be fine." Malcolm looked at the jars of cream and chocolate on the table and quietly waited for Poppi to make
cakes for him.
Poppi nodded her head. After wiping a thick layer of cream from the outside of the cake base, she took the baking bag and put
the Pink Cream in it. Then she stirred the little flowers on the edge of the cake one by one.
Looking at a semi-finished cake made by Poppi, Malcolm could not help but feel proud for her.
After the decoration of the cream flowers, Poppi handed another framed bag with red cream to Malcolm and said, "take it! I will
hold your hand and write a happy birthday for you."
"Okay." Malcolm had never touched this kind of cream before. Out of curiosity, he squeezed the cream with a little more strength,
and the cream fell on the ground. When the corner of Poppi's mouth twitched, Poppi stuttered, "such a cream! I have never seen
a cake so ugly. "
Malcolm blushed and said stubbornly, "I think It was not bad! I can make it up. " Then he made a shift again, squeezing a smaller
ball in another direction.
"Haha..." Poppi couldn't help laughing loudly. She dipped some cream in her index finger and put it on Malcolm's face, "hahaha,
my little kitten! Happy birthday! "
Malcolm was stunned and pretended to stare at Poppi angrily, "you're dead meat if I catch you!"

Poppi stuck out her tongue at Malcolm, while he dipped some cream into it. After that, they began to run after her. They ran
around the table, like two tireless children.
"Stop running Don't run away I'm so tired! " When Poppi ran to the end, she was out of breath and finally begged for mercy.
Malcolm ran after Poppi with a smile. He held her tight in his arms and touched her face gently, "yes, two little kittens."
"Humph, you are so childish." Poppi said and looked around on purpose.
"Really?" Malcolm raised his eyebrows and asked in reply. Suddenly, he held her face and slowly approached her lips. He kissed
Poppi slowly, bit by bit just like tasting her. He wanted to seize all her beauty.
Poppi was a little out of breath, and after being kissed by Malcolm, her chest heaved more deeply and her face flushed quietly.
However, she still boldly wrapped her arms around Malcolm's waist.
After a long time, Malcolm loosened his grip on Poppi in a satiated manner, and when he saw the cream on her face, he closed
his eyes and took a sip. "Um, it tastes sweeter than cream," he said
"What You jerk. " Poppi thumped on Malcolm's chest, but no response came. She could not help but raise her head, which soon
fell into the uncontrollable flirtatious eyes of Malcolm.
Poppi bit her lip and looked around hurriedly. She looked at the time and changed the topic, "it's only ten o'clock It's not your
birthday yet! Would you like to see your gift first? "
"Okay." Malcolm said in a hoarse voice.
"Let's go together to take your cake." Poppi sneaked out of Malcolm, held the cake shop and went upstairs, "let's go, to the attic."
Malcolm laughed. He put his hand into his pocket and followed Poppi upstairs.
The building was full of mystery. As soon as they entered, the dim light created an ambiguous atmosphere.
Poppi took out a small box from under the pillow of her bed, "stretch out your hand."
Malcolm stretched out his arm obediently, and Poppi opened the box. Inside was a simple men's watch. She gave it to him and
said, "men's watch is so expensive. It's even worthy of my several purses, so you must take good care of it."

"It's so expensive." Malcolm pretended to be surprised, "my wife is so generous I will reimburse you later. "
"No way! This is my gift for you. " Poppi looked at the watch she gave to Malcolm with satisfaction. She touched the watch belt
and smiled.
Malcolm couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He took off the one he had been wearing for a long time.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Do I need to take two watches with me?" Malcolm asked with surprise and amusement. "I can take the one you send me." No
matter what gift Poppi gave him or how much it was worth, in his eyes, nothing could be compared with anything else.
"Hello." Suddenly, Poppi came up with something and came closer to Malcolm, "last time, on my birthday, you actually gave my
phone to me, didn't you? Have you fixed it for me? "
Speaking of this, Malcolm was a little angered, he snorted, "so what? Anyway, it has been paid little attention. Compared with
those diamond hairpins and crystal shoes, the prices are much lower."
"No." Poppi put her arms around Malcolm's neck and said, "that's my favorite gift. You should have told me earlier and you got
angry with me. I thought... "
"You thought what?"
"I thought you hated me." Poppi twitched her mouth.
"I thought you hated me too." Malcolm couldn't help but rub his head on Poppi's neck.
"Malcolm, can I have a wish on your birthday?" Poppi asked gently
"What? Tell me. " Then Malcolm looked up at Poppi.
Poppi pursed her lips and whispered in Malcolm's ear. Bearing her extreme shyness, she whispered: "I want you to be a father.
Is that okay?"
As Malcolm trembled, his eyes glittered with incredible light. His face was full of uncontrollable ecstasy, and he said excitedly,
"what did you say, Poppi? Say it again! "
"I I want a kid. HMM... "

But before Poppi could finish her words, she was drowned in the passionate kiss of Malcolm. Although Malcolm didn't answer
her, he used action to tell her that how much she hoped to meet his wish.