My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1583 Hand in hand with one person, forever united
That's... getting married.

She will be the young lady of the Han family from now on.

The handsome man in front of her is her husband and her lover.

Han Qianxiao's mind was a little intoxicated by this warm atmosphere, and before drinking, it started to become chaotic.

After the man finished pouring the wine, he took out a square box from the refrigerator beside him.

The moment she saw the box, Han Qianxiao suddenly remembered something.

"Ah, today is..."

Han Mochen opened the box in front of her, "Today is your birthday."

"Happy birthday, wife." The man's voice was gloomy and magnetic, like a stringed instrument, emanating out.

Han Qianxiao actually forgot that today is her birthday.

Han Mochen said that her birthday was the day they got married.

Maybe it was the joy of being married that took up all her emotions and made her ignore other things.

There is no way to celebrate birthday with Xiaozhen, Mengmeng and the others. Today's birthday, she only wants Han Mochen to accompany her.

She's still a little unaccustomed to this man calling her wife, and when he calls her wife, her face becomes hot.

The blushing complexion matches the red in this room very well, and it is very suitable for the occasion.

On the cake in front of him, there are two villains stuck, they are specially made sugar figurines - she and Han Mochen.

Really caring.

Han Qianxiao liked it very much, and said generously, "Thank you husband."

The man holding the birthday candle paused for a second, then plugged it in and lit it.

Han Mochen: "Make a wish." My girl.

Han Qianxiao closed her eyes and began to fold her hands together.

She lowered her eyes, with a smile on her mouth, and the light of the candle shone on her delicate face, flickering faintly.

It seemed to be able to envelope her soul in this light.

Han Mochen didn't need to ask the girl what wish she made, he could guess it.

Because, after Han Qianxiao opened her eyes, she told him seriously with her eyes looking at him.

Han Qianxiao: I hope that, hand in hand, we will be united forever.

Mo Chen, that person is you.

……

Time passed slowly, and the food on the table gradually decreased.

After drinking and eating, the blush on Han Qianxiao's face became even more attractive and beautiful.

This is a precursor to being slightly drunk.

Han Mochen, who usually never drinks for girls, did it on purpose today.

Alcohol can numb a person's body and make it less sensitive.

He was afraid that what he was going to do later would hurt her, so he wanted her to drink some wine.

Not only that, but also because Han Qianxiao, who has been drinking, is very clingy.

At this time, before Han Mo Chen took the initiative to lean over, the other party's body was close to him.

Her pair of white jade-like lotus root arms clung to his neck, looked up at him with pouted lips, and began to whisper softly: "My husband, you are so handsome."

Han Mochen knew that he was a little drunk, and began to talk shamelessly.

"Xiaoxiao, you look better when you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk, you are my husband, I can recognize people."

"I'm the only one here, you don't have a chance to admit your mistake." Han Mochen couldn't help but chuckled, put the tip of his nose against the other's, and rubbed it twice.

"No, there is you, and I..." Han Qianxiao breathed out a little alcohol, and began to pull the white gauze skirt on her body, "Hot."

Han Mochen's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but hugged him by the waist and put him on the bed.

The scattered rose petals on the bed were carried by the squeezed airflow when they were lowered, and they trembled in the air, and then fell down lightly.

Han Mochen leaned forward and exhaled: "It may be hotter in a while, Xiaoxiao, you have to bear it."

(End of this chapter)