Chapter 1222

The candlelight reflected the white and tender face of Luo xiaoberry, and cast a shaking light and shadow on her face. She gently closed her eyes and made a wish about him.

Li minhao looked at her quiet side face quietly through the dim candlelight, and a burst of sadness burst into his heart. He knew that he was no longer in her birthday wish. It's like he's no longer in her life.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling bitterly, picked up the red wine glass on the table and drank it all at once.

Li Mengshan gently pulled his sleeve, looked at his slightly red face and whispered, "brother, you have drunk a lot of wine tonight. Don't drink any more! You forgot that the doctor said you can't..."

"I know. I'm measured. Don't worry." Li minhao sipped his lips, which were dark purple with wine, and his Adam's apple rolled painfully.

He didn't want to drink, but as soon as he saw the two of them snuggling together, there was an inexplicable air current running everywhere and there was no outlet to vent. It seems that only at the moment of drinking, when the bitter taste slowly melts at the tip of the tongue, can his heart feel a little better.

On this side, Luo xiaoberry has made a birthday wish and puffed his cheeks to blow out the candles one by one. When there was the last candle left, her little face was red and failed to blow for several times.

Ke Jingheng, who was still sitting aside, came up and helped her blow out the last candle. When she was unprepared, he pulled a piece of cream from the cake and lit it directly on her nose.

"Happy Birthday!" As he smiled, he put the remaining cream on his lips and licked it gently.

Luo raspberry angrily wiped the cream off his nose and then pasted it on his face.

Seeing that they were going to start spreading dog food endlessly, Hou Xiaoting, who had been waiting to eat the cake, was anxious: "I said, raspberry, can you two divide the cake first and then flirt?"

As she spoke, she swallowed hard and looked at Luo xiaoberry with eager eyes.

Luo Xiaomei's scalp was numb when she saw it. She had a feeling that if she didn't cut the cake for Hou Xiaoting, she would eat herself!

So she picked up the knife and gave a piece to each of the little friends present, except the one cut for Li minhao, which was very big.

No matter what others think, she always feels guilty for Li minhao in her heart. Although a bigger cake is not enough to make up for the damage she caused to Li minhao, she still wants to make up for it.

"Minhao... You, you eat more." This is the first thing she said to him tonight.

Not because she is ruthless to him, but because she still has friendship with him. She knows that long pain is better than short pain. If she can't control it, she always gives him excessive care, which will only make him more painful in the end.

Li minhao looked at the cake in front of him, and his eyes unconsciously fell on a strawberry dotted between the white cream. Every birthday in the past, he didn't eat strawberries because he left strawberries to her.

However, someone has done all this for him this year

Ke Jingheng stuffed all the strawberries on his cake into her mouth: "I specially left it for you. How about it? Is it very sweet?"

"Well, it's sweet." Luo raspberry bit and smiled sweeter.

Li minhao felt that he must have had a taste problem recently. Why do people think something sweet is bitter when they eat it?