Over time, who will care about these romantic and ethereal things.
After all, in such a dark and bloody world, one can only rely on power and strength to speak.
But with her here, he was willing to believe this.
As if she suddenly remembered something, Gu Mingzhu put down the gift box in her hand, got up and said, "Wait for me."
Yan Jingcheng sat on the carpet, leaning on the sofa, looking at the woman's hurried back with gentle eyes.
After a while, Gu Mingzhu came back with a beautiful heart-shaped plate in her hand, and a candle and lighter in the other hand.
Gu Mingzhu placed the plate on the coffee table, and Yan Jingcheng saw clearly that in the middle of the plate was a plump, orange-red, and particularly beautiful persimmon.
The orange color is particularly bright under the light, revealing an indescribable joy.
Gu Mingzhu inserted a candle on the persimmons she carefully selected, then lit the candle and pushed the heart-shaped plate in front of Yan Jingcheng.
¡°Then he folded out a golden birthday hat, half-knelt on the carpet and insisted on putting it on his head.
Yan Jingcheng frowned, resisting a little.
But in the end, Gu Mingzhu slapped him on the top of his head and put the birthday hat on his head forcefully.
Gu Mingzhu turned on the lights in the room to the darkest level. The light and shadow were slanted horizontally, so that it was not completely dark, but just enough to see the man's appearance clearly.
"Happy birthday, hubby! I love you forever!" Gu Mingzhu kissed Yan Jingcheng hard on the face, then ran to the other side and took a few photos while Yan Jingcheng didn't react.
Yan Jingcheng¡¯s eyes fell on the persimmon on the tray, and he confirmed several times that it was indeed not a cake, but a genuine persimmon.
On the beautiful heart-shaped tray, there are also the crooked characters "Wanshi Ruyi" written on it.
The candlelight was reflected in the man¡¯s pupils, and the man didn¡¯t move for a long time.
After Gu Mingzhu took the photo, she got back into his arms and whispered, "Why don't you blow out the candles?"
Yan Jingcheng looked away and said warmly: "Together."
Gu Mingzhu showed a big smile and did not refuse. Together with Yan Jingcheng, she blew out the only candle on the persimmon.
She knows that he doesn't like sweets.
Although a big cake was prepared for today's banquet, he didn't touch a bite.
She had been thinking and worrying for a long time in the past few days, and felt that a birthday without a cake would not be the right thing to do.
But she asked the chef to try to remove the sugar and sweetness from the cake. After losing the happiness on her taste buds, the cake was really too greasy and unacceptable.
Later she thought about using fruit instead.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally caught a glimpse of the red, big and soft persimmons in the supermarket.
She carefully selected it for a long time, and then she picked out a perfect persimmon that met her aesthetic point in every aspect. She thought it had a good meaning, a beautiful color, and a good taste.
The more Gu Mingzhu thought about it, the more she felt that she was too smart!
It just so happens that the persimmon is so soft that it can hold a candle perfectly. It couldn¡¯t be better.
Yan Jingcheng looked at the woman's shining eyes and felt that his heart was so soft and swollen, as if there was nothing to fill it up, but it also had this unspeakable sourness.
"Honey, am I great?" Gu Mingzhu looked at him expectantly, with a look on her face that said, "Praise me, praise me quickly."
Yan Jingcheng took off the hat and put it on her head, lowered his head and bit her lips and said in a low voice: "Zhuzhu is the best."
Gu Mingzhu was kissed by him until her whole body became weak and confused.
It wasn¡¯t until after some tossing on the sofa that she collapsed in his arms and whispered: ¡°Husband, why don¡¯t you like sweets?¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com