Chapter 159: The Ancient Modern Banquet

"This is a birthday cake." Su Muyu said to Feng Cangyue: "But theirs is made by the imperial kitchen, yours is made by me~"

As soon as she heard that it was made by Su Muyu herself, Feng Cangyue's eyes seemed to glow, and she brought the cake to her at a fast speed, and looked at it carefully.

The cake is painted with a little self and a little Su Muyu, the expressions of both of them are so happy, and there are two things like jade pendants around their necks, which are symbolizing their Tongling Jade, and finally there are four big words "Happy Birthday" written on the cake, and the four small words "Love you Yu" that makes him unable to take his eyes off.

"How can you make me willing to eat it." Feng Cangyue said slowly.

Su Muyu looked at the four small words, his face was slightly red, and the rare shyness showed on Su Muyu's face: "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it." While speaking, Su Muyu picked up a fork and a knife to cut the cake.

"That's not going to work." Feng Cangyue was a little childish and blocked Su Muyu's knife and fork: "What you gave me is mine."

Saying that, Feng Cangyue picked up the knife and fork, learned the movements that Su Muyu taught her, and began to eat the cake.

Just when everyone is amazed and cautious about the food.

Suddenly, the lights next to it suddenly dimmed, everyone was frightened and looked at the stage suddenly, only to see the red satin on the stage slowly pulled to both sides.

Just when everyone was still talking about this costume, there was a melodious piano sound under the stage, and the dancers on the stage danced the pas de deux taught by Su Muyu to them one-on-one with the music, generally Latin is a man and a woman dance, but Su Muyu used a woman to dance with a woman this time, the first is because of the conservative thinking of the ancients, and the second is because the atmosphere exuded between the two women is more attractive.

Think about it, if the men on the stage are more attractive than the people who look at the praise, won't those men be more entangled after watching them?

And the situation was as Su Muyu expected, most of the people were attracted by the woman dancing in the center of the stage.

But this has nothing to do with Su Muyu anymore, because Su Muyu only has Feng Cangyue who is seriously struggling with the cake made by Su Muyu in front of him at the moment.

Su Muyu held his face and watched Feng Cangyue eat the cake he made seriously, feeling very happy in his heart.

Su Muyu never thought that one day he would make a cake for a boy like a girl, nor did he think that he would look at each other obsessively like a nymphomaniac.

Su Muyu gestured to Long Zhixuan, who was sitting in the highest seat, Long Zhixuan made an OK gesture to Su Muyu, Su Muyu looked at Fu Junqian again, Fu Junqian stretched out his thumb.

Everyone else was attracted by the dance and food, and they didn't pay attention to the departure of the two, but Feng Moyue's eyes followed Su Muyu away, and they lost their luster more and more.

A strange smile climbed up Feng Moyue's face, the distorted expression made Feng Moyue's smile look more ugly than crying, Feng Moyue supported her head with one hand, "Feng Moyue, your heart hurts, right? There will never be you in her smile, don't be stupid...... Don't be stupid...... Even if she changed her numerology, her smile was not for you, not for you......"

Feng Moyue picked up the wine on the table and poured herself a glass violently, the pungency of the white wine repulsed in Feng Moyue's chest, and the pain continued to stimulate Feng Moyue's nerves.

"Smack." Mu Shuzhe looked at Feng Moyue's expression of pain and struggle, the cup in his hand had already been crushed by him, and the broken cup failed to pierce his hand, but it cut his heart sharply.

Wan Yi did what she should do as a wife and gently swept away the porcelain shavings in her hand for Mu Shuzhe, but that expressionless look was no longer the kind of happiness she had when she married him.

She's not a fool, she just loves him too much, she can't extricate herself, and she loves even if she knows that she's just a stand-in at all.

"Xingchen, what are you looking at?" Mo Yan and Xingchen are still hiding in a corner, eating pastries and chatting.