It's a bit too sweet.
But still not delicious.
The brain always needs to consume a lot of sugar when thinking, so it's not that big of a deal that the cake had so many extra spoonfuls of sugar...
...
"Thank you for celebrating my birthday."
After finishing the cake, Lin Xian and Chu Anqing cleaned up the table and trash together, Lin Xian expressed his gratitude:
"When it's your birthday, I'll prepare a gift for you too."
"Hehe, that would be great!"
Chu Anqing happily threw the last piece of trash into the bin, clapped her hands, and smiled:
"Do you still remember what month and day my birthday is, senior?"
Lin Xian smiled without saying a word:
"Of course."
After all, there was a drama queen who recited it every day in his ear like a rap, now it was imprinted in his mind like a steel stamp.
Lin Xian lifted the trash bag out of the bin, tied it up, and held it in his hand as he looked at Chu Anqing:
