Lei Xing did not at all share the Emperor's humor at the moment. She had spent all this time planning this to celebrate his birthday and had happily gotten dressed for him and now he was laughing at her?
Seeing Lei Xing glaring daggers at him, the Emperor promptly reined in his laughter and wrapped an arm around her, and stroked her face with the other as he studied her face as if he had never seen her before, he stopped at her eyes, "You're mine."
Lei Xing blinked at him as a blush stole across her features, she did not like that possessive tone, but since it was his birthday, best not to argue, so she agreed, "I'm yours... and you're mine too." She could not help adding, narrowing her eyes at him.
"You look as beautiful as a dream~... A funny dream that I -"
Lei Xing stiffened, swat his hand away and glared at him.
"I'm sorry..." The Emperor apologized with a smile, "It was just the face yo-"
