Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

There was no cover in front of him, Shen Youran opened his eyes and looked at the scene in amazement.

In the middle of the room, there is a big heart with a small candle, and a transparent glass cover on top. From the large, the burning flame exudes warmth. A two-layer cake is placed on the table. The candle has been lit and the whole room A warm yellow shone by the candlelight.

And that big and soft bed was covered with a layer of roses, and the petals were glamorous, which became more and more bloodthirsty under the warm light.

She stared blankly at the arrangement in the room, so shocked that she forgot to respond.

"Youyo, happy birthday."

With a cool neck, Shen Yuran lowered her head with a delicate necklace around her neck.

She lifted her hand to caress the pendant on the necklace, a layer of mist rose from the bottom of her eyes, and the other hand on the side gripped the dress.

After going to California, she never had a birthday again. Even in those muddled three years, she couldn't even remember her birthday.

She bit her lip and her eyes turned red: "How do you know..."

Ji Jinchuan walked around her and looked at her red eyes, the warmth in her black eyes was rare: "I know it when I know you."

Shen Youran condensed him, the fog in his eyes was getting thicker and thicker, condensing on his long black eyelashes, and sticking together wetly.

Ji Jinchuan led her forward and stood in front of the cake: "Make a wish."

Shen Youran nodded, her hands together, silently making a wish, she opened her eyes and blew out the candle.

"There are a lot of tricks, won't it be the idea that Short Assistant or Secretary Feng gave you?"

Ji Jinchuan's calm temperament carried a touch of warmth: "Then you are really wronging me."

"No?" Shen Youran's tone was a little surprised.

What did he think of?

Ji Zhou, who was dull and dull on weekdays, surprised and surprised her three times today, unlike his actions.

Ji Jinchuan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Shen Youran tipped her feet and kissed the corner of his lips, restrained the mist under his eyes: "Thank you, thank you today."

Ji Jinchuan supported her shoulders: "Shou Xing should cut the cake."

The room exudes warm light, covering all corners, full of warmth.

Shen Youran cut the cake, Ji Jinchuan pierced a fruit and fed it to her mouth: "You, are you happy today?"

Shen Youran ate the fruit into her mouth and blinked, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and the eyes glowed with water: "Happy."

Ji Jinchuan leaned over and kissed the tears on her eyelashes, sighing lowly: "I wanted to make you happy, but I didn't expect to make you cry."

Shen Youran held his hand against his cheek, shook his head, and said softly, "No, it was too unexpected."

Ji Jinchuan bent his lips: "You are stupid and you don't even remember your birthday."

She put out her tongue playfully: "Is this prepared by my aunt?"

Ji Jinchuan said warmly: "Well, I originally wanted to prepare for myself, but there was an important meeting in the afternoon and I couldn't get away. The waiter, I was worried, so I had to let my aunt come."

She scornfully said: "It's really embarrassing aunt..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Jinchuan's lips were overlaid.

Ji Jinchuan held her face, kissed her deeply, and there was an intertwined breath between her mouth and nose.

The two stumbled over to the bed, and Ji Jinchuan placed her on a bed covered with petals, covering her...