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Ye Huanyu felt that he deepened the strength of his embrace, and an inexplicable sadness bypassed.

Her heartstrings fluttered, "Is it your dead mother?" She remembered that one day when she gambled with him for seven days, it was him. On the day of his mother's death, he was also like this moment, full of sadness......

Subconsciously hugged his waist, "Qi Yemo, death is the most helpless thing, you." Mother doesn't want to either, forgive her, okay? ”

"......," he hugged her......

"Huan'er, every birthday in the future, you will celebrate it for me, okay?"

Qi Yemo seemed to be a little coquettish, "You are not allowed to refuse ......"

She shuddered, her breath a little disordered, "Don't, don't make trouble...... Qi Yemo ......"

Every year after that? Does he want to imprison her for the rest of his life?

He muttered, "Do you think I'm making trouble?" ”

“…… Like ......" she hid.

But he was easily shackled by him and couldn't move.

With a low sigh, his deep pupils crossed the firelight—

Shine with those candles.

"Huan'er, I'm serious. You're my best birthday present. ”

"But......," she hesitated.

"Don't be afraid, Huan'er, I'll be gentle—" He was hoarse.

Her heart tightened, and she complained: "Qi Yemo...... Why do men always like to say sweet words to coax women at times like this......"

"Because it means he—" He chuckled with deep eyes, "I want to love her......

Her body trembled, and her heart skipped a beat.

He wanted to love her......

Even knowing his so-called love, and the love she wants, are very different.

But she had to admit that Qi Yemo was really a master.

Close your eyes.

Even if you know that indulging in him is equivalent to falling into hell......

What's more, a man with an indifferent temperament like him, once he becomes gentle, I'm afraid few women can resist it, right?

"Is that okay...... Huan'er? He asked her tentatively.

"......" she sighed in her heart, thinking that she would be separated from this man tomorrow, maybe it would be difficult to see each other again in this life, right? There was a touch of sadness in her heart, and it was just to fulfill his last birthday wish.

"Huan'er ......"

His gentle voice made her defenses fall apart again.

"Huan'er, Huan'er........."

The melodious music floating in the carriage, the flickering candles beside him, the starry night sky overhead, and the rolling waves in the ears seem to be intertwined into a moving music......

The love was deep, and in the end, she still attached it to his ear and said-

"Happy Birthday, ...... Qi Yemo"

Happy birthday, father of her child.

Even though he had hurt her, he still thanked him for giving her a pair of beloved treasures.

Thank you for your gentleness tonight.

Thank you to him for saving her.

It's just that Qi Yemo-

Don't love her.

Or rather, he didn't really love her!

And his gentleness is precisely the quenched poppy. Millet.

Once infected, it is an addiction that will never recover...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

In the early morning, the sound of the waves.

She woke up in the crook of his arm, a hint of shyness running across her eyes.

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