Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng took it. On the white box, at the lower right corner, there was a golden swan with a beautiful neck.

This is the top cake in China. The black swan cake is gorgeous and can be called a work of art. It selects the world's top raw materials, adopts the purest technology and the most stringent quality assurance system, and strives to integrate the quality culture concept of European cake and the taste modulation concept of Japanese cake. It is exquisite and luxurious. It is simply the most noble luxury.

Some media once said that the black swan cake is even as high as 1 million, and the minimum of small birthday cake on weekdays is 4000 RMB.

After ye Qingcheng signed for it, he didn't react for a moment. Lu Jingshen's birthday is in autumn, and a month has passed since her birthday?

Besides, this is not an anniversary between them?

Ye Qingcheng took the cake into the room and placed it on the wooden table in the restaurant. At that time, Lu Jingshen just came out. He was still wearing a blue and white apron around his waist and carrying two plates of freshly fried dishes out in his hand.

The meals were served one by one, all of which were ye Qingcheng's favorite food, 5 dishes and 1 soup.

Ye Qingcheng wanted to help him, but she was stopped.

The meals were all on the table. After Lu Jingshen put the chopsticks on the table, ye Qingcheng suddenly felt... This atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

"Isn't the cake going to open?"

Lu Jingshen leaned forward and asked her.

Ye Qingcheng had to raise his hand, remove the dark red ribbon and open the cake box.

Inside is a square cake, outside is an almost bright red and transparent mousse layer, on which there are two head to head white swans.

"I knew you would forget what day today is," said Lu Jingshen, with dark brown eyes like condensed amber. "Today is your 21st Lunar birthday. You like it twice a year, one for yourself and one for me and you."

Ye Qingcheng was slightly stunned. This year, because Lu Jingshen went to the United States this year, her birthday has never been

Ye Qingcheng has forgotten that today is her birthday in the lunar calendar.

"Thank you," Ye Qingcheng felt that today's Day was beyond her expectation. Ye Qingcheng held his hand slightly tight on his leg, "really thank you... All this today..."

The table is covered with a red and White Checkered tablecloth and a flower basket made of rattan. There are many colorful flowers, wild roses

Lu Jingshen pushed out a wooden box from the side of the vase and opened it with his slender fingers.

Inside is... A ring in the shape of a crown.

"If you really want to thank me..." Lu Jingshen's voice was dumb, "promise me."

Ye Qingcheng's heart was hit hard by a big hammer, "I won't thank you in this way."

"You know all I want is you," Lu Jingshen insisted. "This is the longest separation between us, 88 days."

Finally, the pain came up again. Ye Qingcheng could turn back and not turn around. However, seeing his eyes... Ye Qingcheng couldn't be tough anyway.

"No matter what you become, you are the only thing I want in the world. As long as you nod your head today, I will give you a wedding tomorrow."