"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..."
