At first, the large box that Qin Shen and Lu Lingxi carried was filled with a dazzling array of dishes and fine wine, and Mù Qiānxún placed the cake on the table…
She lit the candles on the cake, waiting for the clock to strike twelve, officially entering the 22nd, Ou Zun's birthday.
Mù Qiānxún said softly, "Ou Zun, make a wish!"
Ou Zun looked at her, his eyes softened, the lights in the room were out, only the brilliance of the heart-shaped candle marked "22" on the cake remained.
He stroked her head, his eyes full of affection.
"Making a wish isn't something us men should do."
The candle blowing part was included in today's event just to make her happy.
Mù Qiānxún paused, "The candles are already lit, just make one."
"You make one for me."
"It's your birthday, not mine, how can I make a wish for you?"
"You're going to be my wife, your wishes are mine. Come on, make a wish!"
