Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Song Shiye raised his chin and motioned Su Ruonan to sit down.

Seeing that Song Shiye's apron was still on, Su Ruonan stood behind him and said, "Your apron is still on."

As she spoke, Su Ruonan quickly untied the apron with a cute pattern. This apron was bought by Su Ruonan. She also bought a plain apron. Su Ruonan didn't expect Song Shiye to choose this apron.

Maybe she just picked it up casually, Su Ruonan thought, and put the apron into the kitchen.

When Su Ruonan came out, she walked to her usual seat as usual, but Song Shiye got ahead of her and dragged out the chair first. After Su Ruonan sat down, Song Shiye walked to the opposite side of Su Ruonan and sat down.

Su Ruonan raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Shiye in some confusion at his actions.

Today, Song Shiye did not sit diagonally opposite or next to Su Ruonan as usual, but sat opposite her at the farthest distance from her.

Su Ruonan couldn't help but feel curious. She wanted to know why Song Shiye suddenly changed his seat choice.

Is there something special happening today?

His eyes then fell on Song Shiye's face. The other person looked normal and there was nothing special about him.

Su Ruonan couldn't help but wonder if she was too sensitive, and that a small, unintentional action was magnified by her.

Shaking her head slightly, Su Ruonan picked up the fork and rolled up the tomato meat sauce pasta on the plate.

As soon as she took a bite, Su Ruonan was amazed by the taste of the pasta. The tomato sauce was sweet and sour, and small pieces of tomato could be seen on the noodles. The meat sauce was wrapped in rich tomato sauce, without any meaty smell.

Song Shiye on the opposite side was cutting steak with a knife and fork. After cutting, Song Shiye took an empty plate, put a few pieces of steak in it, and placed the plate next to Su Ruonan.

Su Ruonan's mouth was full of pasta, and as she chewed, her cheeks bulged, like a cute hamster eating.

Looking at Su Ruonan's cute appearance, Song Shiye said with a smile: "Try the steak."

Song Shiye felt that Su Ruonan was too thin. Since they got married, Song Shiye had been trying every possible way to feed Su Ruonan. Thanks to Song Shiye's efforts, Su Ruonan's cheeks became rounder than before. In Song Shiye's opinion, Su Ruonan was more beautiful now.

Loving someone is like growing flowers. Looking at Su Ruonan now, as a gardener, Song Shiye is naturally very satisfied.

Su Ruonan looked at the tempting steak on the plate and suddenly wanted to drink red wine.

Since the last time she drank it, Su Ruonan fell in love with the mellow taste and unique aroma of red wine, which goes perfectly with steak.

"Shi Ye, I'd like to have a glass of red wine, is that okay?" she asked softly, with a hint of anticipation in her voice, and her eyes flashing brightly, as dazzling as stars.

The reason why Su Ruonan asked Song Shiye for his opinion was because she got drunk last time and Song Shiye took good care of her the whole night.

His tenderness and care made her feel extremely happy, but also made her a little embarrassed to indulge herself again.

Hearing Su Ruonan's request, Song Shiye raised his head and met her eyes.

Song Shiye's eyes were deep and warm, as if he could see through her inner thoughts.

After a moment, he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll get it for you, but..."

Before Song Shiye could finish, Su Ruonan added, "I know, I can't drink too much."

The look in her eyes when she looked at Song Shiye seemed to be urging him to hurry up and get her some wine.

Song Shiye met Su Ruonan's fiery gaze and was slightly stunned.

It seems that Mrs. Song really likes red wine.

The last time Su Ruonan got drunk, although Song Shiye told Su Ruonan to drink less, he still secretly bought a lot of expensive red wine and kept it at home.

A little drink can soothe one's mood. Song Shiye also knew that Su Ruonan could control herself, and that getting drunk last time was just an accident.

After saying that, Song Shiye stood up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

He opened the cabinet door, took out a bottle of long-treasured red wine, gently wiped the bottle, then picked up two wine glasses and returned to Su Ruonan.

"You want to drink too?" Su Ruonan asked, looking at the two red wine glasses in Song Shiye's hands.

"Yeah," Song Shiye replied softly.

Hearing Song Shiye's answer, Su Ruonan's lips curled up.

Song Shiye opened the bottle cap and poured the red wine into the glass. The red liquid sparkled with an alluring luster under the light.

He handed one of the cups to Su Ruonan, then raised his own cup and gently clinked it with hers.

Two crystal clear wine glasses made crisp sounds under the light.

Su Ruonan smiled slightly, took a sip of red wine, and felt the silky taste and rich fruity aroma.

Su Ruonan didn't dare to drink red wine like last time, this time she took small sips.

Su Ruonan felt extremely embarrassed after drinking red wine like grape juice last time, so she secretly learned how to taste red wine on the Internet.

Song Shiye glanced at the pasta on Su Ruonan's plate, then got up and went into the kitchen.

"Happy Birthday to you" music sounded and the lights in the restaurant dimmed.

Su Ruonan turned around in surprise and looked behind her, only to see Song Shiye holding an exquisite cake with a black swan on it.

The candles above emitted a faint light.

Su Ruonan looked at Song Shiye who was slowly approaching, and then she remembered that today was her birthday.

Su Ruonan had noticed that something was wrong with Song Shiye today. She thought of many special days in her mind, Song Shiye’s birthday and their anniversary, but she never thought that today would be her birthday.

Su Ruonan actually forgot that today was her birthday.

"Wife, you can make a wish now." Song Shiye gently placed the cake on the table in front of Su Ruonan and said in a gentle voice.

Su Ruonan slowly closed her eyes, hiding the tears in the corners of her eyes, clasped her fingers together, and gently rested them on her chin.

Then, Su Ruonan blew out the candle.

Just as Su Ruonan looked at Song Shiye, the scene in front of her made her eyes red again and her eyes tremble.

Song Shiye was seen kneeling on one knee with a bouquet of red roses in his hand.

"Mrs. Song, although red roses are very common, after much thought, only its floral language can express my thoughts."

Song Shiye, who was always calm, sounded unusually nervous at this moment, and Su Ruonan couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Su Ruonan preferred the title of Mrs. Song to that of wife.