Chapter 1862: Be Careful Of The Machine 17

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."

All moved into stagnation.

Her tears were hanging in her eyes.

Staring blankly at Fan Yu, his eyes blinked, tears rolled out of his eyes, his expression was still aggressive.

The purpose of his birthday to her was to make her feel good?

Qiao Yuanfei stared at this handsome and extraordinary face in front of her. She really wanted to make a promise, and she did not lose ...

Realizing what she was thinking, she quickly lowered her head, pretending that she had heard nothing.

Fan Yu did not tear through her, took the cake from the housekeeper and put it in front of her.

"Wish, blow candles."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei folded her hands, seriously made a wish, and then looked up to blow out the candle.

Seeing Fan Fei pulling out the candle to cut the cake for her, she pursed her lips and couldn't help asking.

"How do you know that it's my birthday today?"

She never told him, not even Xiaoliu Liu.

In fact, she herself forgot.

So the moment I saw the steward coming out carrying the cake, I almost suspected that I had the illusion.

So incredible ...

Her heartbeat is still scary fast.

Fan Yu's movement of cutting the cake, a glimmer of light glanced under his eyes, and then he hurriedly cut a piece of cake with her name and put it in front of her.

A touch of lip opening.

"I glanced at the news on the Internet today. Someone posted pictures of Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Joe who helped you with their birthday before they died, and your birthday time."

He didn't say it, just because of the inadvertent glance, when she was a child, folded her hands on her face and made a wish in front of the cake, it was suddenly imprinted in his mind.

A sweet smile on her face at the time, like a sugar, could melt into people's hearts.

Later, probably no one has seen such a smile ...

Fan Yu narrowed her eyes, cut a piece of cake for herself, and tasted it.

He doesn't like sweets and rarely eats foods like cakes.

However, Xiaoliu liked it. Occasionally, when the little glutinous rice dumplings were naughty, they would deliberately dig a piece to his mouth and had to feed him.

He has eaten several times and still doesn't like it.

I tasted it today and never touched it again.

With his eyes raised slightly, he saw that Qiao Yuanfei, who was sitting opposite him, had eaten the cake in front of him and licked his lips in good faith ...

The cream on the tip of the tongue exudes an attractive color under the light.

As if blooming flowers and bones, tempting to pick.

His eyes darkened.

As soon as she raised her hand, she passed the cake in front of her to her.

"Eat another one if you like."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei saw the cake that suddenly appeared in front of her. Because she was moved, she did not notice that the cake was missing a corner. She picked up the fork and started eating.

Soon, I finished eating another piece of cake.

Satisfied tongue.

Fan Yu stared at her as she finished eating the cake she had handed her, a smile appeared under her eyes.

Draw a tissue and gently wipe the cream on the corner of her mouth.

"Love cake?"

"No, it's because I haven't eaten for many years." Qiao Yuanfei said bluntly.

After speaking, I seem to feel that I am saying something like this, it seems a bit wrong, a subconscious explanation.

"I can't afford it, I just don't want to eat my birthday cake alone ..."

When she was half talking, she suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to see Fan Yu eating cake. What about his piece of cake?

Qiao Yuanfei looked up and suddenly hesitated.

"Well, did you eat my cake, does it taste different?"