After a burst of laughter, everything was back on track, the banquet was held as usual, and various programs were indispensable, each of which was carefully arranged by Song Qingyi.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Qingyi looked at Meng Yu on the side and said, "I also prepared a gift for you." ”

These words couldn't help but make Meng Yu a little curious: "Oh? Don't know what? ”

At first, he thought that Song Qingyi had not prepared anything for himself, but seeing that today's banquet was so impressive, he had already guessed that Song Qingyi had done all this according to his understanding of the housekeeper, and he was very moved in his heart. But when I heard that Song Qingyi still had a gift for herself, my heart was full of curiosity.

Song Qingyi smiled mysteriously and didn't say anything, taking advantage of the fact that the people present were not paying attention, and quietly left.

After a while, several dancers came to dance to the music, and then formed a circle, and when it was opened again, Song Qingyi appeared in a dance costume. The red dance skirt sets off Song Qingyi's slender figure, and the delicate makeup adds a bit of charm to it.

Seeing Song Qingyi like this, Meng Yu's wine glass stayed in mid-air, and a pair of eyes followed Song Qingyi all the time.

The people present also recognized that it was Song Qingyi, and they were all a little surprised, sometimes in a hurry and sometimes slowly, and sometimes in a rigid and soft dance posture attracted everyone present.

Song Qingyi smiled and looked at Meng Yu, who was motionless, and his posture continued to change with the music.

Just as the last note fell, Song Qingyi danced his water sleeves, turned around and saw that there was nothing in his hand, but when he turned around again, there was one more thing.

"Meng Yu, happy birthday!"

I saw Song Qingyi holding a big pastry in his hand, which was decorated with flowers and fruits, and even the four big words 'Happy Birthday', and even the air was filled with a sweet smell.

The surrounding dancers dispersed, leaving Song Qingyi alone standing in the center looking at Meng Yu with a happy face.

Everyone was still immersed in Song Qingyi's dance just now, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Meng Yu came back to his senses, put down the wine glass in his hand, left his seat and walked towards Song Qingyi step by step.

Even though the gifts given by others are thousands of dollars and are worth a fortune, they are not as good as what Song Qingyi gave him.

"Thank you for your hard work, I know everything you did at the birthday banquet, and the dance just now was the best I have ever seen." Because Song Qingyi still had something in his hand, otherwise he really wanted to hold Song Qingyi in his arms.

"This is a cake, eating it on your birthday represents a blessing, and you have to make a wish before eating, so that you can make your wishes come true." Song Qingyi handed the cake forward with a smile in her eyes.

For this cake, she kept experimenting every day, hoping to be able to eat the best on Meng Yu's birthday. Dance was also learned in his spare time, and only Song Qingyi knew how much he suffered during the period.

But when I thought that this was a celebration for Meng Yu, I didn't feel bitter, and my heart was as sweet as honey.

Meng Yu was very moved in his heart, looked at Song Qingyi, who had been waiting for him to make a wish, and then looked at the cake, and then said: "I hope to be able to accompany Qingyi in the future, holding hands and sharing white heads." ”

After hearing Meng Yu's words, Song Qingyi's cheeks suddenly flushed.

There are so many people around, Meng Yu can actually say such sensual words.

looked at Meng Yu with disgust, and said with some embarrassment: "I said that I want to share a white head with you, and if I say it, it won't work." ”

"Who else but you? Besides, who said it wouldn't work, we would definitely talk about it, and don't forget that you're going to marry me. ”

The voice was heard in Song Qingyi's ears with magnetism, and it couldn't help but make Song Qingyi's face a little redder. Standby station

The interaction between the two was all watched by the people present, and everyone came with a smile of blessing, more envy for the two.

"Tut-tut, we haven't eaten anything yet, and we're already full." Someone was joking in the middle of the feast.

"That's right, you two like this, have you considered the feelings of those of us who are not yet married?"

"I don't think I'm here for a birthday party......"

Various voices spoke between the feasts, but most of them were said with blessings and envy.

Song Qingyi, who was already very shy, was even more shy when she heard this, and wanted to find a crack to get into, but she still had a happy smile on her face.

Looking at Song Qingyi's already red cheeks, and hearing the words of these people again, his tone was a little proud: "Why, can't you stand it?" There are so many unmarried men and unmarried women here today, seize the opportunity for yourselves! ”

Meng Yu's words were like a boulder falling into the river, and the ripples continued to expand.

"You see, before they got married, they already started to protect their wives, and if they got married, they would have it!" Even Zhou Ankang, who has always been gentle and elegant, couldn't help but smile when he saw the appearance of the two.

However, I am still very optimistic about the two of them in my heart.

"Isn't this about to get married, we can't help but come to drink happy wine, of course, this haunted house can't be less!"

Originally, they were just talking about the current appearance of the two, but when they chatted and talked about getting married, they made everyone laugh.

The banquet continued with the laughter of the guests, during which Meng Yu personally cut the cake and distributed it to everyone present.

Fortunately, Song Qingyi knew that there would be a lot of guests, and made a huge cake, which was enough for everyone present.

"This cake is so delicious, I didn't expect Qingyi to be able to make such a delicious thing."

The people who grew the cake were all full of praise for what Song Qingyi made.

"yes, I feel like I had a fake birthday before. I don't know if this drunken fairy building will sell cakes again in the future, and it is good to be able to eat it on my birthday. Some people have already begun to think about their future birthdays, and directly asked Song Qingyi, who was sitting next to Meng Yu.

After listening to that person's words, Song Qingyi also felt that this was a good idea: "In this case, the Drunken Immortal Building will also launch a cake in the future, and I will ask you to make more shows at that time." ”

When they heard that Song Qingyi was willing to sell cakes in the future, they were all happy, and they all raised their glasses to Song Qingyi.

Laughing and drinking. Song Qingyi and Meng Yu looked at the scene in front of them, and they also smiled.

After blessing Meng Yu, everyone opened up to drink and eat, and Song Qingyi and Meng Yu also drank a lot. Seeing that everyone was making a fuss, Song Qingyi and Meng Yu didn't bother, and quietly left with some food and wine, and came to a pavilion to be alone.

The evening breeze blew lightly, blowing the corners of the two of their clothes, and the ends of their hair were entangled with the help of the evening breeze. The moonlight sprinkled on the two of them and reflected in the lake, forming a beautiful scenery.

"Happy Birthday!" Song Qingyi snuggled in Meng Yu's arms and said.

This voice was addressed to him alone, and it was her affection for him.

Meng Yu replied softly, holding Song Qingyi tightly in his arms with his big hand, even if he didn't make a sound, he was still telling countless affections.