Chapter 367

Take a deep breath, and the sweet factors in the air, like a gentle tentacle, touch his tight nerves.

The room is full of starlight.

It seemed that a distant voice came.

Hey, your dark life is over.

Because there is light!

Shen Qianshu pushed him forward. Yeling was pushed by her to sit down. Mother and son sang birthday songs.

"Happy Birthday to you... Happy birthday to you..."

After a birthday song, Shen Qianshu urged him to make a wish.

"Make a wish?" He was a little slow and didn't know what a wish was.

"Don't make a wish. What can he wish for? It must be a little princess." The little boy's painting is supporting his chin, cute and charming, and his expression is full of disgust.

Yeling folded his hands and made a wish, and the three blew out the candles together.

Ye Ling suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her to his arms, clasped his hand on the head painted by the little boy, turned his head, and turned his side to give Shen Qianshu a French kiss.

The little boy's painting was violently twisted over his head and angrily hit his hand.

What are you doing? Don't you think I know I've been stuffed with dog food?

Her lips and tongue were numbed by his kiss. A deep throat kiss made her almost out of breath. Her small face was also flushed, and her heart beat wildly, like a flower full of joy, constantly flying out and singing.

Yeling loosened her, the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, and his heavy breathing gradually became light and slow. He seemed confused and bitter, hiding in the starlight of a room, with a dull voice, "I have... Not had a birthday for a long time."

I haven't had a birthday for eighteen years.

"We celebrate birthdays every year after that."

Yeling's eyes lit up, as if there was light. He stared at her and repeated word by word, "every year, has a birthday?"

"Yes, every year!" Shen Qianshu promised with a smile. He didn't know that he had made a lifelong commitment.

"Shen Qianshu, this is what you said."

"Yes, I said."

"If we betray, let's go to hell together."

Shen Qianshu, "... Good!"

The little boy's painting gracefully rolled his eyes. Mommy, I'm really out of favor. You coax the great demon king, which is really handy.

Yeling slightly closed his eyes. The starlight in this room seemed to light up his twenty-eight years of dark life. He was always fighting with demons in the depths of the abyss alone and never stopped. Suddenly one day, countless small stars fell in the depths of the abyss, glittering. He squinted and looked up. It was a big and small face, looking at him pink and greeting him happily.

Hey, sir, we're here to pick you up.

We celebrate your birthday every year!

Yeling took a deep breath and constantly suppressed the sour and astringent in his heart. He had an impulse to roar and laugh happily. His hands seemed to hold the happiness of the world in his heart.

No one has ever given him such warmth.

It was so warm that his blood seemed to be burning.

Shen Qianshu clapped his hands and laughed, "Sir, cut the cake!"

Yeling regained consciousness, took the knife, cut the cake, cut a big cake for Shen Qianshu, cut the word Yeling into Shen Qianshu's plate, and watched her eat it mouth by mouth.

He has a perverse satisfaction!