Chapter 402

Looking at the temperature in the man's eyes is getting higher and higher, she knows that playing is playing with fire.

"Mu Hanchuan!"

"Well!"

He kisses the back of her hand, forgetfully, whispering.

"Thank you!"

"Thank me for what?"

He still held her, unwilling to let go.

"Thank you for taking care of my son so carefully in the past five years, which makes up for my regret over the years..."

Her hands clasped his neck, her eyes were a little intoxicated, and her voice was murmuring.

"Silly girl, Morningstar is not only your son, but also my son! I should love him. You don't need to thank me for that! "

She raised her head and looked at him, a different emotion rising in the bottom of her heart.

It's sweet and warm.

Yes, Morningstar is their common son.

The child fused the blood of the two.

It's also like a bond that ties the two together.

He lowered his head, looked at her smiling eyes, lowered his head again and kissed her lips.

At this time, he had no other thoughts in his mind, just wanted to deepen the kiss, deepen, deepen.

Hold each other tight again.

Until there's no more space between them.

For a long time, he felt her slight tremor.

"You haven't eaten in the evening, have you?"

"Yes, I had a cup of milk tea. It was great..."

"There's something better for you to eat!"

He deliberately sold a pass, then straightened up and stretched out his hand.

She smiles, grabs his big hand, and uses his power to sit up from the table.

At this time, the whole island is quiet, only their two figures are shuttling in the corridor.

Out of the house, through the courtyard, out of the woods, in front of a soft white beach.

"Wait for me, I take off my shoes..."

The weather is very hot these days. During the day, the sun's sand is the essence of storing sunlight. At this time, it is exceptionally soft and warm under foot.

Ye Mianmian took off her slippers and ran on the beach.

The clear night sky is full of stars.

It's a quiet night. It's a warm night.

In the distance, there is a white dining table with birthday cakes, snacks, steaks and so on.

There is a figure around the dining table busy cloth dishes, etc. leaf Mianmian approached, just see clearly that the figure is a Wu.

At this time see Wu, ye Mianmian some words.

Wu stood by and bowed respectfully to say hello, "Mr. mu, Miss ye, everything is ready."

Mu Hanchuan slightly jaw head, leaf Mianmian looking at Wu, have a word to want to ask him.

But ah Wu didn't seem willing to talk much. He took a silent look at Ye Mianmian, and then turned to leave.

"Eat

Mu Hanchuan opened his chair and sat down with Ye Mianmian.

The cake on the table is small enough for two people.

Ye mianmianmian is a little hungry. She picks up a knife and fork, cuts a piece of steak and puts it into her mouth.

Originally thought that so late, the steak should be cold, did not expect that it was just stove, crisp and soft, but also some hot mouth.

It seems that ah Wu must have just bought it.

"Take your time, don't choke..."

Mu Hanchuan didn't eat. He just drank red wine beside him. For a long time, he put on gloves and picked up a prawn to peel.

After peeling, she put the shrimp on the plate in front of her.

"Don't you eat it?"

"I'm not hungry!"

He gently smile, under the starlight, his eyes are so deep and attractive.

He seemed to be sitting on the chair, looking at her lazily with his long eyes.

But the eyes are full of love and pity.

Shrimp is very fresh, dip in sauce after very Q bullet, a bite is very sweet and fresh

She was satisfied with the dinner.

In the middle of the meal, there was a loud explosion. She turned her head and saw fireworks rising, blooming and falling in the night sky.

It's as beautiful as the Milky way.

She looked at it in amazement.

The fireworks went round and round for a long time.

She enjoyed the beauty of the sea, as if she had never seen such a good time in her life.

For a long time, the night was silent at last.

Only the stars are shining in the sky.

"Well, no more!"

With a light cough, ye Mianmian turns her head. It turns out that Mu Hanchuan has turned to her from the opposite side of the table.

With his arm on her shoulder and a glass of red wine in his other hand, "would you like to have a drink with me tonight?"

"I can't drink enough. Are you sure you want to take care of a drunken woman later?"

She looked at him and laughed, her eyebrows and eyes covered with a layer of hazy stars.

"I'm good at taking care of you..."

He came closer and whispered in her ear, a dreamy voice.

It made her feel itchy.

"Well, just one drink... Hey, wait, I haven't eaten my birthday cake yet!"

She looked at the cake, reminded by the burning candle.

"Do you want to eat?"

"Of course!"

Black forest cake with grass made of Matcha on it. She wanted to eat it.

He laughed.

"Well, let's have the cake now!"

In fact, he does not like to eat cake, for too sweet taste is always with a kind of rejection psychology.

Because sweets make people less alert.

In his world, as long as we relax our vigilance, it means being framed.

He picked up the knife and was about to start. She reached out and stopped him. "It's no fun eating like this! You haven't made a wish yet

"Make a wish?"

He raised his eyebrows and gave a scornful smile.

"Yes, I need to make a wish on my birthday. Because wishes come true on birthday... "

"I know that only children believe in making wishes on meteors and birthday candles..."

He wanted to say that, in fact, from the day he was sensible, he did not believe that the wish could come true.

"Ah, you, how can you say that? You didn't make a wish on your birthday before?"

Ye mianmianmian asked casually, but a trace of melancholy flashed in Mu Hanchuan's eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, parents are not affectionate, father does not care for home, all year round outside... Mother in order to win father's heart, often with their two brothers birthday as an excuse to cheat father to go home. Therefore, that day is not so much a birthday for them as a special time for their mother to please their father. Unfortunately, his father is ungrateful. Every time he comes back with a birthday present, he leaves after the candles blow and the cake is divided. Then his mother stopped at the door and scolded him. They were so noisy that they were very unhappy. From then on, he no longer believed in such nonsense as wish come true.

For him, what he wants is not by making a wish, but by his own strength!