Chapter 140: You're My Birthday Present

"Thank you, I'm happy." A hoarse voice sounded behind him, and the hand holding the tool froze suddenly, and his hand even trembled. Shake it up.

Because of his excitement, he didn't know what expression to show on his face, and he didn't dare to look back, for fear that he wouldn't see anyone when he turned back, just like the countless hallucinations he had in the past.

So he stood there stiff at this time, until a pair of soft and boneless hands took his hands, and a hoarse voice with a smile sounded again: "What's wrong?" Why don't you look at me? Did I lie down for too long and become ugly? ”

Hades' eyes widened suddenly, and her lips trembled with excitement. Shaking, slowly turned around, and saw Meng Yao sitting in a wheelchair, pale but smiling brightly.

He squatted down and excitedly hugged her into his arms, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, but he quietly wiped them away.

Meng Yao felt that he was about to strangle her bones, so she had to pat him on the back and comfort him while whispering, "I have this bone left, if you strangle me, there will be no more." ”

Shenchen hurriedly let go of her, his forehead against her forehead, and couldn't help but sniff, Meng Yao looked at him and chuckled.

Shenchen was a little embarrassed, but he didn't care about anything when he could see her wake up, he just wanted to stare into her eyes and feel her alive by his side.

Meng Yao's voice was hoarse because she hadn't spoken for more than a year, but he still felt that her laughter was the best voice in the world.

Shenchen gently pinched her face, and her eyes were full of distress: "I'm really going to die, I'm afraid that if you continue like this, you will never wake up." ”

Meng Yao glanced at the housekeeper who pushed her behind her and the cook in the kitchen, and the two of them left willingly, leaving the space for the two of them.

Meng Yao waited for them to leave, and looked at Yingchen with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't catch up with your birthday, how about we spend it together today?" ”

"What birthday present do you want? I'll make it up to you. ”

Shen Chen showed a bright smile: "You are my best birthday present." ”

Meng Yao stared at him for a while, then laughed out loud, and the two of them were stunned for a few minutes.

After finishing the music, Meng Yao put her head against his forehead and asked him hoarsely, "Then what birthday gift are you going to give me?" ”

Shenchen just wanted to speak, but Meng Yao suddenly blocked his lips, and all the voices dissipated in his lips and tongue.

The kiss was like a thunderbolt, and Styx stopped the car just in time when his self-control was about to disappear.

He gasped against her forehead to calm the desire he had been churning. Hope.

Meng Yao hooked the corners of her mouth and kissed him again like a mischievous: "It's already stamped, you will belong to me in the future, my eighteenth birthday gift." ”

Shenchen chuckled and indulged her: "Okay, it belongs to you, it belongs to you alone." ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, waiting for their own desires. Wang gradually calmed down, picked her up from her wheelchair and walked upstairs.

"I haven't asked you when you woke up."

"Just now, the housekeeper happened to move the wheelchair into my room, and I opened my eyes, and I heard him say that you want to finish the cake in a while, whether I wake up or not, you want me to participate in a wheelchair, right? Why are you so domineering? ”

Meng Yao's voice was hoarse with a hint of coquettishness that she hadn't even noticed, and her heart was about to melt when she heard it.