Cute Wife:The President Husband Is So Domineering

All day long, Lu Zhanshen's work efficiency is extremely low. His desk is full of documents that need to be approved. However, in his mind, he always has a dull face.

In his nature, he would never have said what he said at the bedside in the morning.

But there was no way to take some little guy who was just thinking about it. He didn't care about what she should or shouldn't say, as long as he could eliminate her worries.

In the afternoon, he left the company early and returned to tanxiangyuan at more than five in the evening.

Because today is December 25th, her twentieth birthday.

In the kitchen, Joe is helping Aunt Liu to dial broad beans. When she hears something coming from the door, she immediately puts down her basket.

When she came to the porch and saw him, she grinned: "Mr. Lu is back?"

Lu Zhanshen nodded slightly. Seeing that her walking posture was a little strange, he joked: "do you have the strength to go down?"

Joe's face turned red and he dropped his head quickly. Well, why do you have to say something shameful.

With a smile hidden in his eyes, Lu Zhanshen holds him up and walks to the stairs.

Go to the bedroom, he is still holding her, he likes to put her in his lap, let her like a kitten like nest in his arms.

This warm feeling is really good and addictive.

After a while, he asked: "today is your birthday, how do you want to spend it?"

birthday?

Joe was at a loss at night. The sudden problem made her heart ripple on the lake.

Today, is it her birthday?

Yes, time flies. In a flash, it's Christmas. In a flash, it's her birthday. She's twenty years old.

In her impression, memories of her birthday gradually began to blur, and those laughter, has frozen in the bottom of my heart.

After her mother left, no one would give her a birthday. She would never look forward to it. In my father's eyes, there were only the mother and daughter. How ever did she miss her?

"No, I don't like birthdays." Joe late light answer, face not too much emotion.

Lu Zhanshen's lips slightly raised, rippling beautiful radian, voice low light slow: "I don't like, but from this year, I will give you."

Joe was stunned at night. He was knocked at the bottom of his heart, which was followed by a strong sense of pain and bitterness.

A simple sentence, but full of too many things.

She thought of what Aunt Liu told her. His birthday should be his mother's death. So how could he like to have a birthday?

But he said.

From this year on, he will celebrate her birthday.

Is such a commitment too heavy?

Can she accept it?

"There are more than six hours left before the end of today. Is there nothing you want to do?" Lu Zhanshen's mouth is still with a shallow smile, deep eyes with strands of doting.

Quietly, Joe looked at the man's dark pool and whispered: "well, can you... Can you buy me a birthday cake?"

……

In half an hour.

The car stopped in front of a bakery.

Lu Zhanshen opens the door and walks into the store with Qiao wanwan's hand.

Through the glass window, Joe was staring at the cake. The smile on his face became more and more bright. The smile was like a refreshing spring breeze, warm to his heart.

"Do I choose for myself? You can buy any of them? " Turning her head and looking at him, she asked earnestly.

At this moment, she is a little childish. It seems that she can finally bring home the toys she has missed for a long time.

I'm looking forward to it. I'm excited and satisfied.

"If you like, you can buy them all." Lu Zhanshen spoke slowly.

Just buy her a cake, can you be happy like this?

His heart, diffuse sour.

"How can I finish it? Then buy me the red one, OK? " Joe pointed to the Raspberry Mousse Cake in the middle.

When the shop assistant puts the birthday cake into the box, Lu Zhanshen just wants to reach for it. Joe has taken the lead and holds the cake box in both hands, as if it is a precious treasure in her hands.

The car drove home slowly.

At the red light, Lu Zhan took out one and gently rubbed the top of her hair.

Looking at her gentle and clever side face, his heart spread warm current, his little night has been 20 years old, has become his woman from a girl.

He will spend every birthday with her.

Today, after, every year.

……

Back to sandalwood garden.

Joe can't wait to open the cake box, looking forward to Lu Zhanshen: "Mr. Lu, can I eat it now?"

"One cake is enough?" Lu Zhan sighed, and his eyes showed helplessness and pity.

Perhaps, he should have brought her to his side at an earlier time to take good care of her.

Aunt Liu, who is working in the kitchen, has put down her things and walked into the room wisely.

Lu Zhanshen takes the cake out of the box and lights the candle. This is the first time he has done such a thing.

Making a wish or blowing a candle, he may feel that it's childish, so he didn't say it.

Joe's eyes focused on the burning candle. The warm light seemed to project into her heart. The dark corner was no longer full of haze.

"Isn't a cake enough?" Joe answered softly at night, with tears hanging on his thick eyelashes. In the blink of an eye, they fell on his cheek.

Over the years, once again to eat their own birthday cake, once again someone gave her a birthday, her mood is a bit irresistible.

Blow out the candle and wipe away the tears awkwardly. Joe smiles at night: "thank you, Mr. Lu, for my birthday. Thank you really."

Looking at the extinguished candle, she seemed to be able to smell the light fragrance of the candle. At the moment, her heart was at peace.

"Do you really want to thank me? What are you going to say? " Lu Zhan was deeply smiling, and his eyes narrowed slightly, obviously alluding to something.

Gazing at the man's more and more turbid eyes, Joe frowned and muttered: "but, I'm afraid... I can't go to school tomorrow."

Lu Zhanshen rolled the throat knot, and the desire in her eyes became clearer because of her nervous words.

Seeing the man's eyes, Joe quietly looked away. Her heart beat like a drum. At the same time, she carefully cut a small piece of cake and put it on the plate.

Then she went up to him and handed him the cake: "Mr. Lu, here you are."

Lu Zhan's eyes drooped deeply. He just looked at it and didn't take it.

When he raised his deep eyes again, he leaned back comfortably in his chair, pursed his lips and laughed: "you feed me."