The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"Oh?" She raised her face, waiting for his next words.

"This request is up to you! As long as I can do it, I can do it!"

Mu Yi nodded: "Okay! Remember first, I will ask you later! Remember, whether you want it or not, I propose that if you can do it, you must do it!"

"The issue of your going or staying is not within the scope of this request, understand?" Lei Yufeng added cautiously, for fear of being fooled by this little woman.

"Um!"[

"Then it's your turn, say it!"

"Wait a minute!" Mu Yiyi bent down and slipped under his armpit, and ran into the room.

Lei Yufeng followed into the room and closed the sliding door smoothly.

"What are you doing? So mysterious?" He saw Mu Yiyi standing in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, as if he was hiding something.

"Come here!"

He took a few steps towards her and stood still.

"Come a little more!"

He smiled, walked in front of her, lowered his head, and leaned his lips against her ear: "Come a little further, and something will happen!"

He smiled softly and said softly.

"So, you can be so gentle?"

Lei Yufeng raised his hand to touch her blushing cheek: "That's right for you!"

Because he was much taller than her, Mu Yiyi quietly stood on tiptoe, tilted her head and kissed him quickly on the cheek, and said softly, "Feng, happy birthday!"

Then she looked at him expectantly, as if she wanted to verify whether her judgment was correct or not.

But Lei Yufeng didn't move, just looked down at her, his amber eyes were full of passion.

"You called me... Feng?" His tone was light, but it carried a strong temperature.

"Did I not guess right?" She lowered her eyes, feeling a little disappointed.

After thinking about it for a long time, I thought about the cake again, and then I thought about it in the direction of birthday.

I didn't expect it to be so!

He gently took her into his arms, and said with a smile, "From now on, I'll call her that!"

She looked up and saw the intoxicating tenderness in those charming eyes.

That face, which always seemed to be terribly cold, was now as gentle as a spring breeze.

Her mind suddenly became chaotic.

"Call again, no, say the sentence you just said again." He looked at her, with the warmest smile on his lips that looked a little cold.

"So, I guessed it right!" Mu Yiyi couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, covered his mouth and smiled, forgetting the request the man just made.

"One more time!" He reminded tirelessly.

He wanted her to see that he was pampering her with the utmost tenderness, in his own way.

He wanted her to see how much he loved her.

"En!" She was still a little excited, and kept nodding.

Then he patted his heart, coughed lightly, and cleared his throat.

Finally, watching him say in a soft tone: "Feng, happy birthday!"

Lei Yufeng suddenly felt like a spring breeze, his slightly flickering eyes, dancing with a smile, looked directly into her eyes, without the slightest evasion, as if he wanted to convey all his smile and tenderness to her eyes, send into her heart.

He leaned down and pointed his finger to his cheek.

Mu Yiyi blushed and kissed him again.

"For you!" She quickly stuffed something into his palm.

He spread out his palm, and there was a keychain inside, and a golden sunflower hung on the metal ring.