Chapter 77 Happy Birthday, Mrs. Bo

When Yi Huan woke up the next day, she was the only one lying on the soft big bed.

Where was Bo Sili?

She touched the completely cooled temperature beside her and guessed that the man had been gone for a while.

Yi Huan got out of bed, feeling a little sore.

After entering the bathroom, she took off her pajamas, and her fair skin was covered with ambiguous marks.

Her memory instantly brought her back to last night.

Last night, Bo Sili held her in the hot spring and kissed her for a long time, and then carried her back to the bed. The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous and out of control.

Even she had made plans in her heart, but at the last step, he stopped.

The desire in his eyes was forbearing and restrained, his eyes were dark and red, and his voice was hoarse.

The breathing of both parties became hot and heavy, but he stopped abruptly.

Yi Huan even stared at him in confusion, and moved her lips to almost ask why.

Bo Sili just kissed her and laughed: "Don't worry, we have a long time to come."

Before Yi Huan, Bo Sili had always been an abstinent man.

However, after meeting Yi Huan, his self-control, which he was proud of, failed several times.

Yi Huan is his deepest desire, even if she just stands there and does nothing, one glance can ignite the fire in his heart.

Although her pregnancy is stable, he still doesn't want to take risks.

She is weak and can't stand his torture.

What's more, this kind of thing will only make him more addicted. Instead

of this, it is better to continue to endure and wait until the baby in her belly is born.

After Yi Huan washed up, she changed into dry and warm home clothes, and went downstairs in slippers.

She called Bo Sili's name, but no one responded. She looked around but couldn't see him.

Where did he go?

She took out her cell phone and was about to call when the man appeared at the door.

"Are you up?"

He was a little surprised to see the neatly dressed woman.

Normally at this time, Yi Huan should still be asleep.

"Where have you been?"

Yi Huan walked towards him.

"Why? Did you miss me?"

Bo Sili took off his coat, walked to the woman, hugged her naturally, and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

"Happy birthday, Mrs. Bo."

"Thank you."

Yi Huan smiled sweetly.

"Take a rest, I'll make you breakfast."

Bo Sili's eyebrows were gentle, and he walked towards the kitchen.

Yi Huan sat at the dining table and waited quietly. She could hear the man busy in the kitchen. Her cell phone had been ringing since early morning, all wishing her a happy birthday.

The actors and staff in the crew all sent her birthday wishes. She didn't reveal her birthday, probably because Lin Jing told them.

Yi Huan patiently replied one by one, with a happy smile on her lips.

To be honest, it was the first time she received so many wishes on her birthday.

This feeling was both novel and warm.

When Bo Sili brought breakfast to the table, he saw Yi Huan with a happy face, typing and chatting.

"What are you talking about?"

The man looked at her with a little displeasure.

She didn't even look at the breakfast he made for her, and kept chatting.

"Bo Sili, many people wished me a happy birthday today."

Yi Huan smiled at him, her eyes and eyebrows were full of stars, shining brightly.

The man smiled when he heard it, "Are you so happy?"

"Yeah."

She nodded, "After grandpa passed away, no one cared about my birthday, except..."

Her face froze and she stopped talking.

Bo Sili knew what she was going to say. Although she was unhappy, at least the man had given Yi Huan such a pitiful warmth.

In this case, he would not care about the past.

But from now on, Yi Huan could only have him.

Bo Sili sat down beside her and helped her cut the food on the plate so that she could eat more easily.

Yi Huan put down her phone and sighed that it smelled really good.

"Try it."

This morning's performance was better than last night, and it should taste good.

"Okay."

Yi Huan had just picked up the knife and fork when the phone beside her vibrated.

She picked it up without even looking at it, and then the three big words "Lin Zixiao" lit up on the screen.

Bo Sili also saw it.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Yi Huan put down the knife and fork, and subconsciously looked at Bo Sili.

Bo Sili's handsome face was emotionless, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a hint of anger, but he was forbearing.

But Yi Huan could see that he was no longer happy.

She was about to hang up, but Bo Sili suddenly said, "Answer it."

He wanted to see what the man was going to do.

Yi Huan answered it.

"Yi Huan, happy birthday."

Lin Zixiao's voice came from the phone, as gentle as the wind.

It was a voice she was familiar with, but now it sounded as if it was from another world, making people feel desolate.

"Thank you."

Yi Huan replied indifferently.

"Did you receive the Jinling Osmanthus Cake I sent you?"

"I... am not at home."

"Is that so, you still..."

With a "click", Bo Sili hung up the phone directly.

Yi Huan raised her eyes and looked at him.

"The blessing gifts have arrived, there's no need to waste time with him."

They are both men, and Bo Sili can already hear that his tone is not right.

If he doesn't hang up, the next sentence is probably to reminisce with Yi Huan about the scenes of their birthdays together in the past.

Yi Huan didn't say anything, put down her phone and started to eat breakfast.

"Do you like osmanthus cake?"

He suddenly stared at her and asked.

He didn't know this, he forgot to prepare it.

Yi Huan nodded, "I don't like eating cakes, but I like all kinds of pastries. When I was a child, my grandfather always made all kinds of delicious snacks for me on my birthday."

So that's it.

"There are a lot of snack shops under Jingshan, I'll take you to have a look later."

"Okay."

Yi Huan smiled with her eyebrows curved.

After breakfast, Yi Huan returned to the bedroom to dress up.

The man stood beside her, staring at her motionlessly.

Yi Huan looked at the man in the mirror. His eyebrows were gentle and his thin lips were pursed, but he always had a smile on his face.

"Bo Sili, why don't you go to the living room and wait for me?"

Yi Huan turned around and said to him.

He shook his head, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here with you."

Yi Huan smiled, "I can't fly."

He stepped forward with his long legs, and his slender fingers circled the woman's hair. "You don't understand. I just like to look at you and stay by your side."

Yi Huan smiled and said nothing.

After putting on makeup, Yi Huan tiptoed to the man and asked him, "Does it look good?"

"My wife looks good no matter what."

He pulled the corner of his lips, smiling deeply.

The wind was a bit strong today, and Yi Huan wore a thick windbreaker.

Bo Sili found a silk scarf and wrapped it around the woman's neck. Then he wrapped her small hand with his warm palm and went down Jingshan with her.

Below Jingshan is a residential area with a thousand-year-old ancient road. Tourists come and go on the ancient road all year round, so several ancient streets with rich charm have been built.

Several shops below have centuries-old craftsmanship, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

Yi Huan's favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake happened to be sold below.

Bo Sili took her in.