"Okay!"
Jiao Yang stood in front of the Cake, with his eyes closed and hands clasped in front of his chest.
"Wait a minute!" Tongtong raised her hand to grab his wrist, "My dear, you forgot, don’t you have something to announce?"
"What is it?" Luo Xiaoqian asked, puzzled.
Jiao Yang glanced at the two across the table and smiled faintly, "Don’t listen to her nonsense, there’s nothing."
"Jiao Yang!" Tongtong’s face changed slightly, "Such an important thing, how can you forget? Didn’t we agree to get engaged?"
Upon hearing the word ’engaged’, both Luo Xiaoqian and Leng Zimo were shocked.
Luo Xiaoqian immediately started laughing, "Really? Congratulations to you both!"
"She’s joking with you, we’re not getting engaged, it’s too early for that." Jiao Yang clasped his hands together again, "Alright, no one speak, I’m going to make a wish now!"
To the side, Tongtong’s eyes flashed with reluctance, she opened her mouth as if to say something, but worried about making Jiao Yang angry, she ultimately stayed silent.
Leng Zimo caught the expressions of the two and smiled faintly.
After Jiao Yang made his wish, the group divided the Cake and then enjoyed hotpot. At the table, Tongtong kept serving food to Jiao Yang, who hardly ate a few bites but drank quite a bit of the wine Leng Zimo brought.
After the meal, they sat in the living room for a while, and then Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian stood up to say goodbye.
After seeing the two out, Tongtong immediately turned to Jiao Yang, "Didn’t you say we were going to get engaged?"
"I was joking, is that not allowed?" Jiao Yang lazily slipped his hands into his pockets and walked back to the couch, picking up the wine glass from the table.
"If you don’t like it, we don’t have to get engaged yet." Tongtong walked behind the couch and hugged him from behind, pressing her face against his, "Today is your birthday, so I prepared a special birthday gift for you..."
Whispering in his ear, her palm slid down his neck, towards the open collar of his shirt, as her lips moved to kiss his neck.
Biting her lip, Tongtong snatched up her clothes, draped them over herself, grabbed her bag, and stormed out the door.
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Switzerland, Xiaowai Villa.
Inside the room, Xu Pei lay in bed, not sleeping peacefully.
Her face was still in the recovery phase from the surgery, itching unbearably. To prevent herself from accidentally scratching her face while asleep, she specifically wore gloves on her hands and had her wrists tightly strapped to prevent the gloves from slipping off.
To restore her facial skin, doctors had to graft skin from other parts of her body, and once the anesthesia wore off, the areas where the skin had been removed itched and hurt immensely.
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