Li Dan sat opposite Zhao Chi, reaching out to grab an exquisite designer lighter from the corner of the table and lit all the candles on the cake.
Although Zhao Chi was eager to become one with Li Dan at this moment, he couldn't help but feel moved by her elaborate preparation. Even though his heart was filled with a fiery desire born from sorrow and melancholy, under such a romantic atmosphere, he didn't want to destroy this blissful ambiance.
Clapping his hands, Zhao Chi began to sing "Happy Birthday" with a smile, "Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you..."
Li Dan looked at Zhao Chi tenderly, her beautiful eyes gently closing, her long lashes quivering. She clasped her hands over her chest, posing as if making a wish.
Taking advantage of this moment, Zhao Chi, excited, bent down and stealthily peeked under the table at Li Dan's... below.
