After the candle was lit, the host asked the fans to sing a birthday song for Su Xiangwan.
The lights of the whole venue were dim. Except for the stage, there was a beam of cylindrical halo covering Su Xiangwan's figure.
The candle on the cake is on, her photos and stills are constantly switched on the big screen behind her, and happy birthday song is playing in the stereo.
Looking at the enthusiastic fans, Su Xiangwan's eyes are slightly wet.
That's great.
It's good to have it all over again.
With tears in her eyes, she subconsciously searched for his figure under the stage.
But he never came back.
Su Xiangwan slightly droops her eyes, her eyes fall on the cake, some sour.
The host stood aside and said with a smile, "do you want to make any wish after you think about it? Zero is about to arrive. "
"Well, think about it."
"OK, let's countdown, ten, nine..."
The whole audience counted down, only for the best of her birthday, send the best wishes.
But at this time, the sudden changes.
All of a sudden, the lights on the stage went out, and the big screen behind Su Xiangwan and the round light column that had covered her body disappeared in an instant.
The host was stunned for a moment, and then tried the microphone, but found that the microphone did not have any sound at all.
The audience also made a lot of noise and discussion, only the fluorescent sticks and love signs in their hands also gave out weak light.
The whole venue was dark, and Su stood in the same place.
The light of the candle was reflected on her face, and she couldn't wait for her reaction.
A powerful hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and dragged her back.
Because it was so sudden, she exclaimed.
But immediately, his hand then covered her mouth, low voice way: "don't cry."
Su Xiangwan was stunned again, but he didn't make a sound.
It's him. It's Mu Beiting.
She followed him and hurried off the stage.
"How did you get on the stage..." In the dim light, she followed his steps and spoke softly.
Can not wait to make a voice, the person then was all of a sudden by her against the wall.
Then, in the dark, his kiss fell down, biting and licking her lips and tongue, and his love was turbulent.
Su Xiangwan's breathing was a little heavier.
In the dark, the senses seem to be amplified.
Her hand touched his chest and her heart beat violently.
Mu Beiting passed through her waist with one hand and firmly took her into his arms. Su Xiangwan was tightly imprisoned between him and the wall, and his body was full of the coolness of his body.
The meeting hall only had power cut for about 10 seconds, and then returned to normal without any disturbance.
The host tried the microphone, but found that Su Xiangwan was not on the stage at all.
Immediately, he winked at the staff on the side.
The host explained that the breakpoint accident was delaying time, and several staff members began to look for Su Xiang who suddenly disappeared under the stage.
The bell of zero set in the meeting hall has rung.
Mu Beiting finally slowly let her go, looked down at her, and said in a low voice, "happy birthday, evening."
Su Xiangwan's eyes were moist with a smile.
Stand on tiptoe, in his lips and gently kiss a mouth: "is not you deliberately break the electricity."
"Yes." His eyes were deep, and he answered softly.
"Why?" She couldn't help asking.
"I want the first one to say happy birthday to you." He has a low voice and stubborn eyes, like a naive child.