He lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, his eyes stained with a smile.

"Yes, I'm just domineering, so you must not leave me, otherwise I will arrest you back at the end of the world."

Meng Yao laughed out loud and teased him: "You look a bit of a domineering president now." ”

Mingchen smiled and let her tease, and when he returned to the room, he put her on the bed: "I'll bring the cake in a while, and then let the chef make some of your favorite food, okay?" ”

Meng Yao half-leaned on the head of the bed, looked at him and nodded.

Both of their eyes seemed to be glued to each other, and they were reluctant to move away for a moment.

Mingchen reluctantly went downstairs to get the cake, and the housekeeper helped put a small round table on the bed, put Meng Yao's favorite food on it, and pushed the cake to the side of the bed.

During Meng Yao's coma, although Yingchen massaged her every day, after all, she had been lying down for so long, and her legs were still inevitably stiff, and she could only use a wheelchair to get around at present, and she would slowly recover in the future.

So now it's basically Shenchen who helps her move, and if she puts others aside, there must be a big gap in her heart, after all, this is equivalent to being disabled.

But who is Meng Yao? The Lord who can sit and never stand, who can lie down and never sit, she would like to rely on the Underworld like this.

And Shenchen is also willing to serve her, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

When everything was arranged, Meng Yao was held in his arms by Shenchen, with a cake in front of him, the two of them lit the candles, and Meng Yao leaned on his chest and closed his eyes to make a wish.

Shenchen stared down at her, she opened her eyes, and he asked her with a smile, "What did you wish?" ”

"I won't tell you." She smiled, her eyes shining like a sea of stars.

Shenchen didn't ask, just bent down and blew out the candle with her, and then sat on the bed, and you and I fed each other one bite at a time.

I don't know how to spark, Meng Yao was turned around by him, lowered his head and kissed it.

After more than a year of being in a coma, Meng Yao's body was thin and there was only a handful of bones left, and he was holding him tightly at this time, as if it was about to be embedded in his body.

When she couldn't breathe, he put his hand on her forehead and let her go.

His voice was slightly hoarse: "I have been waiting for this day for eighteen years. ”

Meng Yao stretched out his hand and pinched his face, and scolded with a smile: "Out of breath." ”

Shenchen kissed her lips, cheeks, forehead, and neck, and both of them were a little emotional.

Shenchen took down the table on the bed and lay on the bed with her in his arms. Kissing her, he said, "Can you help me?" ”

Meng Yao's pale face finally turned bloody because of shyness, but when he thought of him, he felt that there was nothing to be shy about.

She reached out and took his ......

He sighed, followed by a muffled snort of patience, and his undisciplined kiss. Kiss.

The two did not make the last step because her body did not allow it, and also because he wanted to leave her with the best memories.

After calming down, he went to the bathroom and fetched water for her to wash her hands, and then fetched water as he had done countless times in the year.

Without any affection. Rub her body massage if you want to.

Finally, I put on her pajamas and called the maid to take out all the food she had eaten, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

By the time he came out of the shower, she was asleep, and the light shone on her pale face...... The sunken appearance of his cheeks made his heart dull and dull pain.

He's on. bed, took her into his arms, and kissed her eyes lovingly.

"Good night, my little princess, happy birthday, health and peace."