Chapter 311: Making a Wish

Liang Zhouheng had no intention of letting her go. She didn't answer, so he kept staring at her.

Song Cun felt that she had never been as nervous as she was now, even during job interviews. She clenched her palms, raised her head and said seriously, "I hadn't planned to celebrate my birthday. I just wanted to make myself a delicious treat. I didn't expect to receive such a beautiful birthday cake. I also didn't expect that you would come over to celebrate my birthday with me despite being so busy. My family has never paid so much attention to my birthday since I was a child. Brother Liang, thank you so much."

Thank him for making her feel that she is worthy of being cared about.

She didn't answer him directly, asking whether his sudden appearance was a surprise to her, but she said such a long paragraph that the meaning was self-evident.

Her shyness and reserve wrapped her tightly, and the more she did so, the more he wanted to peel off her thick "outer coat" layer by layer.

He found the process very interesting, much more interesting than simply sleeping with a woman.

Liang Zhouheng's deep eyes moved back and forth across her bare face.

She had let down her guard against him a lot, otherwise, how could she dare to sit in front of him in just a nightgown? He had too much experience with women, and her nightgown was soft. He only needed to take a glance to see that she was not wearing anything underneath.

Liang Zhouheng cleared his throat and replied simply, "It's just a small favor. As long as you're happy."

"If you don't blow out the candle, it will burn out."

He stood up, turned around and turned off the lights in the living room.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and the candlelight on the cake seemed insignificant, barely illuminating the two faces on both sides of the table.

Liang Zhouheng inexplicably felt a rare sense of embarrassment.

Maybe it's been too long since I did this.

When he goes on dates with women, he usually gets straight to the point, spending most of the time in bed in a hotel, and a small portion of the time in restaurants and bars. It's been a long time since he's played these romantic tricks that innocent little boys play.

In the dim light, the part of Liang Zhouheng's face above his nose was hidden in darkness, while the part below his nose, his clear and well-defined jaw line and the sexy, slightly upturned corners of his lips were illuminated by the candlelight.

When he spoke, she was nervous, afraid that she would accidentally reveal something, but when he didn't say anything and just looked at her, she felt even more suffocated.

Just like now, the only sound in the air seems to be the faint sound of burning candles.

Song Cun simply closed his eyes, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and pretended to make a wish.

She didn't know what wish she made, she only heard the amplified sound of her heartbeat, "thump, thump..."

Her long eyelashes drooped and fluttered gently. His gaze was hidden in the dim light, and he looked at her face without any scruples.

Judging by the proportions of her face, her features are not very pretty. Her eyebrows and eyes take up a larger proportion than her face. Her nose is not very high, but small and straight. Her lips are a little small, with slightly thick petals, which make them look plump. Her lip color is a natural light pink, which looks very soft and moist.

Liang Zhouheng narrowed his eyes, raised his lips, and said lazily, "How many wishes have you made? You finally got this once-a-year opportunity. Don't be too greedy. If you make more wishes, even God will be too busy to handle them all."

His voice had a rustling texture, which was obviously very pleasant to hear, but his words were somewhat funny. Like before, Song Cun was originally panicked, but he was still easily amused by him.

His eyebrows arched, and he chuckled as she did, "What wish did you make?"

She didn't make any serious wishes at all. With her eyes closed, her mind was filled with his face.