Fu Yanye is actually not interested in what he eats.

It's been a long time since he started eating meat.

Now his mind is full of only one thing.

Don't listen to her lies.

"no."

Zhuo Jian couldn't stand him, and he was well-dressed, but he always wanted to act like a beast.

"Actually you know I'm not coming back to eat."

"I'll get the cake. You're not hungry anyway. Let's just serve the cake."

Zhuo Jian stood up as he said, and couldn't help but complain that she was in pain now and had to serve him.

As a result, he was not easy to serve.

Fu Yanye sat there without moving, watching her back enter the kitchen.

To be honest, he wasn't happy that she was like this, but...

The lights in the restaurant were turned off, and Zhuo Jian inserted candles into the cake in the kitchen and lit them.

"Happy birthday, happy birthday..."

Very gentle voice.

Fu Yanye looked there until she came out with a cake and sang a birthday song, and his heart felt warmer again.

"Birthday star, make a wish."

“…”

Fu Yanye looked at her unwilling to cooperate.

Zhuo Jian smiled, very sincerely, and urged: "Hurry up, the candle is about to burn."

He reluctantly cooperated, she held the cake in front of him, and then he made a wish.

“Blow the candles together.”

"Um."

Zhuo Jian did not object to this matter.

So the two of them blew the candles together.

It's like fulfilling that birthday wish together.

It looks quite happy.

Zhuo Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Complete the task.

The warm light in the kitchen shines a little in the dining room.

Fu Yanye cleaned up the tabletop, Zhuo Jian put the cake on it and gave him a knife: "Cut the cake."

Fu Yanye held the knife in one hand, stopped suddenly before cutting the cake, and looked at her: "Together."

"good."

Zhuo Jian continued to cooperate, thinking to him and let him eat the cake, and then she ran away.

But when she covered Fu Yanye's warm back of his hand and cut the cake with him, she could not ignore the feeling in her heart.

In just half a minute, she became deeper.

But soon, they finished cutting the cake and putting it on the plate. Zhuo Jian took a fork and made a piece for him, "open his mouth."

Fu Yanye looked at her and was not in a hurry to open his mouth.

"Hurry up, it's going to fall."

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to remind him.

"You don't want to wait until I finish the cake and think you've completed the task?"

“…”

Unexpectedly, being seen through his thoughts, Zhuo Jian suddenly lowered his eyes awkwardly and did not dare to look at him again.

"I like you to sit on my lap and feed me."

Fu Yanye suddenly said, his hand quietly passing by her back, hooking her slender waist, and holding her to his legs again.

Zhuo Jian endured and said, "Can you open your mouth now?"
Chapter completed!