An Ge sat down on the dining chair, staring blankly at the steak in front of him, at the polished silver knife and fork, this candlelight dinner...... It was too late.

During that time, it was the pain in An Ge's heart that could not be erased.

As a result, even if she knew the truth, she would no longer touch the candlelight dinner, and she would never prepare such a romance again, and she would be very uncomfortable when she saw the candlelight.

Unexpectedly, he remembered.

Quan Mo walked to the side, opened the cork of the red wine bottle, and poured red wine into the glass in front of her, a thin layer, "Mrs. Quan, please." ”

An Ge took the glass and glanced at the vintage on the bottle, which seemed to be exactly the same as the one she had chosen.

She was a little stunned, "You can remember every detail of that time." ”

Not only the wine, but also the table, even the cakes and desserts are the same as they were at the beginning.

It's been a year.

He has such a good memory.

"I remember every moment I've hurt you." Quan Mo stood at the table, poured another glass of wine, paused, and continued in a low voice, "Because, I hurt more than you." ”

“……”

He said, I remember every moment I hurt you. Because, I hurt more than you.

An Ge looked at him a little sluggishly, picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth, and drank it all, but his beating heart did not slow down, but beat faster.

Quan Mo poured some more wine for her, and his voice was magnetic and doting, "Drink slowly." ”

His voice ...... Damn sexy.

Quan Mo walked up to her and sat down, elegantly picked up the wine glass in his hand, and was about to touch a glass across the candlestick with her, but An Ge took the wine glass and drank it all heartily, then stood up and said to him, "You eat first, I'll be calm and calm." ”

“……”

Kwon Mo's hand froze in mid-air.

An Ge put down his glass and left his seat, walking up and down the floor covered with rose petals, his hand pressed to his heart, and kept walking and walking around......

As soon as she calmed down, she instantly calmed down again when she saw every picture on the wall.

Every photo on this is not when she is facing it, it is obvious that Quan Mo took it secretly.

I don't know how long he's been hiding these photos here, does he come in and look at his daughter and her pictures every time he's tired from work?

Can't think about it anymore......

Thinking of the scene of Quan Mo standing in the dark room and looking at the photos of their mother and daughter, An Ge's heart completely accelerated, and he couldn't beat back to his original rhythm.

"Ange?"

Quan Mo sat there, his dark eyes staring at her walking figure, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.

He looked up and glanced at the red light on the wall, the camera he had installed to record the romantic moment......

It's romantic enough now, too.

She walks around romantically all the time.

Quan Mo looked down at the steak on the plate, the heat dissipated little by little, and he drank it all in one gulp when he picked up the cup, without much taste.

It took half an hour for An Ge to return her heartbeat to a slightly normal rhythm, she walked back to the table and sat down, took a heavy breath, looked at Quan Mo's handsome face through the candlelight on the table, and said, "Okay, you can start eating." ”

“……”

Quan Mo was already waiting expressionlessly, and when he heard this, his slender fingers pressed his temples and said in a low voice, "It's all cold." ”

"It's okay, I like to eat cold."

How could An Ge let go of this candlelight dinner that was a year late, she had to make up for all the injuries she had suffered in the past.