Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

On Zhou Wu’s birthday.

The two of them had fun for half a day in the morning, and went to a cake shop in the afternoon to make a cake together, adding taro paste, mangosteen and cherry that Jiang Deng liked, and soy milk, watermelon and chocolate that Zhou Wu liked.

After several hours of hard work, the cake was ready and it was already dark.

Just right for candles.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you..."

Zhou Wu put on his birthday hat, and Jiang Deng sat next to him and clapped his hands and sang the birthday song softly. Singing it once in Chinese was not enough, so Zhou Wu persuaded him to sing it again in English.

"Ayu, that sounds really nice."

Zhou Wu even recorded all the sounds, looking very happy as if he wanted to keep them for collection.

It's so embarrassing and shameful.

Jiang Deng was almost unable to bear the pain of the toes digging into the ground and wanted to run away, but he forced himself to hold back and added the last sentence:

"Happy birthday, prodigal son!"

She arched her brows and wished him well.

Zhou Wu came closer and placed a gentle kiss between her brows.

During the candle-blowing session that followed, Jiang Deng rested his chin on his arm and watched him close his eyes and make a wish.

The warm yellow candlelight cast down, outlining Zhou Wu's handsome profile with clear contours. He folded his hands and looked very pious.

A rare tranquil atmosphere.

It made Zhou Wu look soft and gentle, which was incredibly beautiful.

call--

The candle went out.

Jiang Deng asked him: "What wish did you make?"

Zhou Wu looked over, and there was an emotion flowing in her peach blossom eyes that she couldn't understand.

"Baby, if I tell you, will you help me realize it?"

"I'm not Santa Claus." Jiang Deng said, "You have to work hard on your own to make your wishes come true. You can't rely on others."

"Then I won't tell you!"

Zhou Wu smiled and came over to hug her, "I'm telling you, it might not work."

Jiang Deng snorted softly and pushed away his hairy head that was pressing on her shoulder, "I don't want to hear it."

The cake didn’t look good, but it tasted surprisingly good.

The clock struck midnight.

Zhou Wu whispered in her ear: "Baby, can I celebrate your birthday with you every year from now on?"

She has fallen asleep.

Zhou Wu curved his peach blossom eyes and gently rubbed the side of her hair, "I'll take this as your consent."

Happy times are fleeting.

The last day.

Zhou Wu gave her a pair of wedding rings.

"I designed it myself, Ayu. Does it look good?" Zhou Wu put it on her left ring finger when she wasn't paying attention. It fit perfectly.

The gold band holds a delicate ruby ​​rose.

"It's the same style as the cufflinks you gave me." Zhou Wu shook his cuffs.

He already had cufflinks, and the men's ring he wore on his hand was much simpler, just a plain gold ring.

"Ayu, how about not getting a divorce?" Zhou Wu tried to make a final effort before boarding the plane. "Look, you are very happy with me, aren't you?"

Very happy indeed.

But that is because it is far away from the world and not involved in real problems.

She really didn't want to stay in the Jiang family anymore.

In the past, she was placed in that dye vat since birth and had no control over many things. Now she realizes that it was fate that misplaced her. She wants to leave, and she can finally leave.

Just leave.

Zhou Wu was nice, but he wasn't good enough for her to stay.

"You promised me." Jiang Deng said, and at the same time, a hint of vigilance appeared in her pupils.

Last time, she was caught off guard and was restrained by Zhou Wu. This time, her cell phone was in her hands and there were people all around the airport. If Zhou Wu wanted to break the contract and lock her up again, it would not be that easy.