After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1681

Chapter 1681: Chapter 1685: A Bullet

"I’ll let you off today!" he whispered in her ear breathlessly, then straightened up. "Let’s blow out the candles and cut the cake!"

It wasn’t that he didn’t want her, rather he didn’t want their first time together to be filled with regret.

"Okay."

Xu Xia’s voice was as soft as a mosquito, her face felt like it had been roasted by charcoal for a long time, red and heated.

Leng Zirui cast a sideways glance at her, reached out to straighten her bathrobe that had been pulled askew by him, then took her hand and walked towards the sofa, sitting down with her together.

"Should we make a wish?"

"Of course!"

Looking at the flickering flame before her, Xu Xia raised both hands to her chest, closed her eyes, and made a wish.

"What did you wish for?" Leng Zirui asked, turning his face to look at her.

"I can’t say it, otherwise it won’t come true!" Xu Xia grabbed his arm, "Come, blow out the candles with me. I’ll count, one, two, three..."

At the count of three, the two blew out the candles together.

The candles extinguished instantly, and then, the living room plunged into total darkness.

"I’ll turn on the lights!" Xu Xia straightened up to leave.

"Wait, I haven’t given you your gift yet!" Leng Zirui said beside her.

"Bring it here." She immediately reached out unceremoniously toward him.

Inside the box, there was a small piece of deerskin, upon which lay quietly a tapered object— a bullet.

On one side of the bullet, faint traces of writing could be seen.

Xu Xia moved her finger, carefully took out the bullet, gently rotated it in the light, and a small line of script appeared before her eyes.

[Taken from Leng Zirui’s body— June 5th, 20XX]

Reading this line of script, Xu Xia immediately understood that this bullet was the one he took for her.

"This box was given to me by a veteran when he retired after bringing me into the squad back in the day, he said it was his talisman!" Leng Zirui walked up to her. "Since then, I’ve always carried it with me, this dent happened last time I went to Yunnan and got shot, if it wasn’t for this box, the bullet might have gone straight into my heart. Now, I’m giving it to you, from now on... I and it will protect you together!"

Last time, he gave her a bullet shell representing a perfect score, as a symbol of his acknowledgement.