Chapter 403

Jin left a little stunned, and then turned to look at the light of Jiang Wu.

Now, he finally understood why she was dressed like this and dressed up for his birthday?

Mo Huan stepped out of the way, followed by many servants, most of whom came in with atmosphere lights, small incense candles, and a grand dining car, red wine and cake.

It took less than a minute to set up the room.

There is no very vulgar decoration, just a little embellishment of the atmosphere, they retreat from the room.

Mo Yin bent over and said with a smile:

"this is what Miss Jiang ordered to prepare for you. Although you made it clear that you couldn't celebrate your birthday, it's your first birthday after you woke up. It's worthy of commemoration. I boldly agreed to Miss Jiang's request --"

he looked at Jiang Wu with a smile. Mo Yin didn't give her a chance to intervene and said it all by himself:

"

"Well, have a good dinner with Miss Jiang. I'll be outside if you have any other orders."

With that, he was about to push the door out.

Jiang Fu feels that something is wrong and calls him urgently:

"Mo Yin --"

What's the matter? Does it mean that Jin Zuo's birthday party forces her to attend? Does he not know his feelings?

Is this dress arranged by Mo Yin himself by the makeup artist and barber?

But why did he do that? Didn't Mo Huan come back at 8 o'clock?

Too many doubts in her eyes, but this Mo Yin just nodded and laughed, did not face her eyes, pushed the door to leave.

The door closes slowly, the light music in the room has sounded, and with the atmosphere lamp, the ambiguity can be upgraded soon.

Suddenly, she felt at a loss. She glimpsed Jin Zuo in the remaining light, and saw him staring at himself for a moment, as if waiting for an answer to why.

Why?

If only she knew!

I always feel that something is wrong. I have to get out of here as soon as possible. No matter whether it's Mo Yin's abacus or Joe's pretending to be here, far away from the land of right and wrong and the people of right and wrong, she can't get into a mess.

Thinking about this, she quickly picked up the cake and put it on the tea table. Then she casually inserted some candles and lit it with a lighter.

She is going to sing a happy birthday song and force him to make a wish, blow the candle and eat the cake. After a series of procedures, she will slip away with oil on the soles of her feet!

But the more nervous, this disposable lighter is more difficult to use, how can not light up.

Tut a, she wiped the cold sweat in the palm of her hand, and held her hands on the lighter again.

Oh.

Jin left sneered and took her hands.

Peel off the switch on the lighter, and then pull her hard under the dark, the flame rubbed up.

One of them sat on the sofa, the other half squatted by the tea table, gazing at each other across the fire.

Suddenly, I feel that the fragrance of flowers between each other's noses is more intense.

Until the flame swaying, burned to the pulp, ginger charm low call a, in a hurry to withdraw the hand.

Jin Zuo lit the candle and looked at the few. He didn't care much. He never had a birthday. Even if Mo Huan wanted to do it for him, he would refuse.

I don't know how, today, seeing this woman with a big belly lighting candles for him, he felt a little warm in his heart?

"Come on, I don't have much desire. I'll save the candle."

He put the lighter aside.

Jiang Wu a listen, busy nod: save good, save good, save time.

"Well, I'll sing you a happy birthday song. I wish you --"

"no, you'd better save your music cell."

"Well, let's go to the last step. Eat the cake and I'll cut it for you."

Jiang Wu felt that the victory was in sight, and she could finish it immediately. She reached for the knife and put it into Jin Zuo's hand.

Birthday cake should be cut by the birthday person himself.

Jin Zuo was lazy and fell the knife. Somehow she felt that she was very formal and in a hurry to catch the train.

After one cut, he didn't move.

Jiang Fu looks up in doubt and looks up at her little face. She doesn't understand and says, "is this step omitted?"

"What do you think?"

Jin left stretched out her finger, rubbed the edge of the cake and touched the cream on her lips.

The feeling of creamy silk was pressed on her soft lips, and the numbness from her finger had been spread to his heart.

Rao is the first to play the heart of him, can not help but Leng in the spot.