After Mu Jinjin finished speaking, he put down his hand and ran a few steps in the direction of the tea table, picked up the birthday cake picture he had just drawn on the tea table and handed it to him, a little shy and a little impatient and happy: "This is my birthday gift to you, Mr.
Actually, I originally wanted to send you a handmade cream cake, but you know that there are no materials to make cakes on the ship, so I drew one for you." ” "You won't mind," Mu Jinjin tilted his head and asked him a little nervously, then lowered his head to look at the scribbled birthday cake on the drawing paper and said, "If you don't like it, I can make a real cake for you when I go back."
Tomorrow, I'll send it to your hotel for you to eat when I'm ready."
Mu Jinjin looked up at him and wanted to ask for his opinion, only to find that he was looking at her with an expression that she couldn't understand.
She found that there was obviously crazy joy in his deep eyes, but at the same time there was an unknown sadness and grief.
So what the hell was he thinking Mu Jinjin opened his lips to ask him, but he raised his hand at this time.
He wiped her right cheek with the back of his broad hand, After he lowered his hand, he took her shoulders with both hands, his deep gaze staring at her tightly, his thin lips pursed, and his voice slightly hoarse.
"No, I love it."
"As long as it's something you give, I like Syr."
He said.
"Huh."
Mu Jinjin turned his sorrow into joy, and looked at him and laughed happily twice.
He hugged her into his arms behind him, his chin rested on top of her head, his hand stroking her long hair, his deep eyes staring at the candles on the tea table, his eyes a little confused.
"But Ciel, I don't want to receive another gift like you."
"Why?"
Mu Jinjin broke free from his arms and asked sullenly as he looked at him.
"Because I don't want to be separated from you again, Syr." “” His voice was soft, as calm and gentle as if he had no emotion, but it pierced her heart deeply.
Mu Jinjin looked at him and bit his lip and couldn't answer, his eyes were red for a whole circle.
Now she finally understood why he had such a happy and sad expression when he saw himself making up for his birthday just now.
"I don't want to, sir."
She choked her voice, reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, buried her face in his shoulder, and couldn't help crying.
"I never want us to be separated in the future, okay" She asked him crying.
She really didn't want to be separated from him anymore.
She has endured those days of missing him for three years, and she doesn't want to and doesn't want to go through it again "Okay."
He grabbed her shoulders and told her to come down, holding the sides of her head and bowing his head and kissing her lips.
Mu Jinjin held his arms with both hands, closed his eyes and accepted his kiss with tears.
From time to time, her tears rolled into their mouths, which were gluing together, and the taste of tears was like seawater, and they both felt bitter.
But at this time, their hearts are sweet.
Obviously they didn't eat a single candy, but they were sweet after all.
Mu Jinjin walked into the manor with a delicate rattan fruit basket, and asked the gardener who was following him as he walked towards the villa.
"Hey, how is my dad doing these two days?"
She left the manor for two days under the pretext of visiting a friend's house, and she didn't know how her angry father was doing now, and if he was still angry t1706231537: