Chapitre 159: Birthday Gifts
After defeating the Clippers, Lian Dao returned home and opened the door to pitch darkness.
What's going on? Did someone break in? This neighborhood is one of the wealthiest and safest! Where's the bodyguard?
As Lian Dao pondered the unsettling silence, all the lights in the villa suddenly flickered to life.
"Surprise! Happy Birthday!" his little senior sister exclaimed, bursting into view with a radiant smile.
Relief washed over Lian Dao. He chuckled at the unique way his little senior sister had chosen to celebrate his special day.
"I thought something terrible happened!" he admitted, still catching his breath from the shock. His eyes widened at the sight of the birthday cake displayed prominently in the center of the hall.
But what truly caught his attention was the enormous gift box sitting beside it.
"What kind of gift requires such a huge box?" Lian Dao wondered aloud, curiosity etched on his face.
"Yes, it's a birthday present just for you! Open it and see—you're going to love it!" she urged, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Hesitantly, Lian Dao approached the oversized box. Memories of playful pranks from their high school days flashed in his mind, making him cautious. He knew his little senior sister had a knack for tricks, yet he hoped this was different.
Despite his apprehension, he began unwrapping the package carefully. With each layer peeled back, his excitement grew until he finally revealed the contents.
Inside was an "Athlete Liquid Nitrogen Freezer," a gift meticulously prepared by his little sister. Lian Dao's face lit up with joy.
His birthday was on the 15th, but they had an away game against the Charlotte Bobcats that day. If it weren't for the celebration thrown by his teammates, he might have forgotten it entirely.
He had initially assumed his little senior sister, caught up in her busy schedule, had overlooked his birthday. Instead, she had planned an extravagant surprise.
"This is the birthday present you got for me?" Lian Dao asked, still in disbelief.
"Didn't I tell you? You thought I was playing tricks on you!" she teased, playfully shaking her fist at him.
Lian Dao couldn't help but express his gratitude. He truly cherished this gift.
The athlete's liquid nitrogen freezer was cutting-edge technology, and although it wasn't widely used yet in the NBA, it had gained popularity among athletes. Lian Dao had read about it, but didn't expect to see one in person so soon.
The device worked by gradually lowering the temperature to -140 degrees Celsius. Athletes would enter a specially designed chamber wearing protective gear, allowing the extreme cold to constrict their blood vessels, slowing metabolism and blood flow. Although it felt painful at first, the benefits were extraordinary.
When they emerged from the chamber after two minutes, the blood vessels would dilate, enhancing oxygen circulation and facilitating recovery from injuries. The low temperatures also released endorphins, providing effective pain relief.
Would athletes really risk frostbite in such cold? There was no need to worry. The treatment was safe, utilizing vapor rather than direct contact with liquid nitrogen, and sessions were strictly timed to avoid any risk.
This gift was more than just a birthday present; it symbolized Lian Dao's commitment to his athletic career. Previously, he had only relied on ice compresses, which paled in comparison to the effectiveness of the liquid nitrogen freezer.
"Senior sister, how did you know I wanted this?" Lian Dao asked, filled with excitement and surprise.
"I saw you searching for it online the other day. I thought you'd like it!" she replied, shyly glancing away as Lian Dao excitedly examined the freezer.
In moments of intimacy, people often let their guards down, revealing their true selves. Lian Dao felt comfortable around her, a sentiment he cherished.
"Wow, this is amazing!" he exclaimed, overwhelmed with joy. Then, in a moment of exuberance, he picked up his little senior sister and twirled her around, pressing a soft kiss against her cherry lips.
Startled by his own boldness, Lian Dao realized his little senior sister had closed her eyes, anticipating the kiss. Without a second thought, he kissed her again, savoring the sweetness of the moment.
Carrying her to the bedroom, he noted the rosy flush on her cheeks, an endearing sight.
The night unfolded beautifully, filled with warmth and laughter, as they enjoyed each other's company.
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Later, Lian Dao made his way to the kitchen, still buzzing from the earlier excitement. The villa was quiet; the nanny had been instructed not to prepare dinner, leaving only the two of them in the main space.
He carefully set his little senior sister down on the sofa and kissed her forehead gently.
"I'll make you some porridge," he said, a smile playing on his lips.
"Okay!" she replied, her eyes brightening with anticipation.
He decided to prepare blood porridge, a nourishing mix of glutinous rice, rose yam, red dates, and angelica—perfect for his little senior sister, especially after the evening's festivities.
Lian Dao fried a few of her favorite dishes as well, taking advantage of the well-stocked refrigerator. He promised her a special meal whenever he was in New York, and now was his chance to deliver.
While cooking, he uncorked a bottle of red wine his father had saved for years, letting it breathe in a decanter.
Once the meal was ready, he lit a red candle, savoring the ritual of the moment.
His little senior sister watched him with affectionate eyes, a soft smile on her face. Their glances exchanged spoke volumes, each silently acknowledging the warmth that enveloped them. If only there weren't any single friends around; they would surely become the envy of everyone else.
In that intimate space, they enjoyed a night filled with warmth, laughter, and connection, their bond growing deeper with every shared moment.
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