The young master of the president kneels and sings conquest

"Lan Qianchen..." Her voice was trembling, as if she was afraid of disturbing him, afraid that all these were just dreamy soap bubbles, which would burst if touched...

Hearing her words, the boy who was playing the piano stopped and walked towards her step by step...

Today he was wearing a silver-gray suit, completely different from the usual school uniform, with a more mature taste.

The hair is combed up, revealing bright and beautiful eyes, shining brightly.

The high bridge of the nose is like a tall mountain.

The two rose-colored thin lips were slightly pursed, with a faint... rare smile.

He came towards her and gently held her hand, "Since you didn't call me Chen, I will punish you."

The bewitching voice exploded in her ears.

There was a moist and tingling sensation on the earlobe in an instant.

He... He actually bit her earlobe!

"Hmm—" She felt like a cat, her winking eyes were like silk, only a tail was dangling behind her buttocks...

"Lan Qianchen... don't..." Some strange feelings grew up, which made her unable to extricate herself.

"Ok?"

"Chen."

Only then did he let her go, and led her to a magnificent crystal platform.

There was no one else in the restaurant, just the two of them.

The way he looked at her and held her like this made her feel like a princess!

He opened the seat for her gentlemanly, and she sat down and stared at him with sparkling eyes, "Lan...cough...Chen, what are you doing?"

"You'll know in a while." He put his hand on his sexy lips, pretending to be mysterious.

The sky was getting dark, but the lights in the dining room were going out gradually, and his face could be seen clearly, but after a while, he was plunged into darkness...

In the dark, he snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the whole restaurant was lit up, but it was not lights. On the bar counter, on the table... I don't know when, they were all filled with large and small heart-shaped candles...

The candle flame swayed in the wind, Yin Xiayue covered her mouth in surprise.

She felt like she was in a summer night full of fireflies, with the scent of grass and flowers accompanying her.

The candlelight made Lan Qianchen's handsome face even more beautiful, hazy and alluring.

Yin Xiayue couldn't help stretching out her hand, and gently caressed the dreamy lips with her fingers, "Your lips are so beautiful, rosy, making people... making people want to take a bite."

The soft touch of her fingertips brought an electrified tremor.

Lan Qianchen gasped, and looked at her with deeper and deeper eyes.

This little thing, does she know what she is doing?

Was she inviting him?

However... there are more important things to do now, let her go for now!

In the silent environment, the birthday song adapted into jazz suddenly sounded, full of exotic flavor.

Until this time...

Yin Xiayue realized it belatedly, she seemed to have suddenly realized...

But there is still disappointment in Shi Ran's eyes...

What an idiot she was, she thought he had done so much to formally propose to her!

Lan Qianchen conjured up a beautifully packaged small box out of nowhere, handed it to her, and said in a slightly awkward tone, "Here—a birthday present."

"what is this?"

Lan Qianchen smiled, but didn't answer. It was a rare thing to show off, which aroused Yin Xiayue's curiosity even more.

She couldn't help but put her hands in first through the small slit on the box, and explored...

In an instant, I was shocked...