Lord Huo picked up a real princess

Chapter 123 What If The General Dies?

Although there were no birthday cakes in the Zhou Dynasty, Wanwan had seen in modern books that birthday cakes were specially used to celebrate birthdays.

It means good wishes.

Usually, her eating habit is to stop when she is full, but this cake with special meaning cannot be avoided. Huo Yin also knew that she was full, so he only cut a small piece for her, and took away the cake that she didn't like. For the cake embryo, she added two more strawberries that she likes on the dinner plate.

Wanwan took it, took a spoon and took a bite.

The rich milk flavor blooms in the mouth, and the fresh strawberry fruit has a little sourness to relieve the greasy.

She raised the corner of her mouth, and suddenly wanted to ask him to taste this sweet too: "Brother, can you eat it too? Today is Wanwan's birthday."

On weekdays, Huo Yin didn't drink these snacks very much, it was because Wanwan begged him to eat, so he only tasted such a mouthful.

Today is very easy to talk, I cut a piece myself.

"it is good."

The white woven lamp in the dining room has just been turned off, and there is a kitchen wall lamp that was turned on casually, and the light is shining brightly.

The two leaned side by side, eating the cake quietly, Wan Wan took a spoonful, Huo Yin also took a spoonful, their eating patterns were surprisingly consistent.

Wan Wan noticed it, and was a little surprised, Huo Yin has always been fast when eating, and she couldn't keep up with his speed in the past.

Now it seems that eating has really slowed down.

"Brother, you are eating slower."

Huo Yin paused: "Really?"

He never paid attention to these.

Wanwan nodded, and playfully demonstrated to him.

"You used to eat like this. You finished eating in a hurry, and you didn't wait for me."

She learned it so well that he didn't eat it at all, and propped his head on one hand, watching her vividly accuse him of all kinds of "evil deeds" in the past, his eyes were full of doting unconsciously, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wanwan also laughed, talking about the time when her soup was not cold, Huo Yin finished eating and went to the window to stare in a daze, when a cold fragrance that made her feel at ease suddenly hit her, lingering and wrapping her in it.

She looked up in surprise, and suddenly crashed into a wave of water, and her voice suddenly stopped.

With a focused expression, he carefully wiped the corners of her mouth clean.

Seeing her dumbfounded, she reminded: "It's dipped in cream."

"Oh, oh." Wanwan quickly looked back, blinked with a bit of concealment, and said something else, "I, I also have a gift for you."

It was the portrait she drew of Huo Yin.

Originally, she was a little shy to give it away, because she hadn't painted for a long time, and her painting skills were inevitably rusty, but Lian Yazhi kept praising her after seeing the painting.

Praise her as if she writes with spirit, and her paintings are exquisite and vivid.

She packed it in her schoolbag and brought it back with her.

When she came back, she fell asleep in the car. She didn't know how she came back, and naturally she didn't know where she put her schoolbag.

"in the room."

Huo Yin stood up to get it, but Wanwan stopped her. She reached out and grabbed his clothes, and pushed him to sit on the seat.

"I go."

Trotting to the room, she carefully took out the picture scroll from her schoolbag and spread it on the desk.

After the bed was finished, she pulled Huoyin in to take a look, not forgetting to remind him, "Brother, close your eyes and don't open them to peek."

Huo Yin's mouth curled into a smile, and he let her lead him away: "Okay."

"Here we go, open your eyes."

Huo Yin opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the desk. When he saw the person in the painting clearly, his smile disappeared instantly.

The small pumpkin lanterns on the table are warmly lit, making the person in the painting look absolutely beautiful.

The painter is skilled, the eyebrows and eyes are drawn extremely vividly, and even the hair is lifelike.

The man was dressed in a black battle uniform, with long hair and high buns.

Hold the sword and stand on the top of the mountain.

……

Wanwan also looked at the picture scroll, remembering the danger of that day.

"This was the day when we parted at Mengshan, you said you would definitely come to me."

Hearing this, Huo Yin slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

The voice seemed to be stained with frost: "Really?"

"Ah."

Too focused on recalling the events of that day, Wanwan didn't notice Huo Yin's changes, and said to herself, "Actually, I was very scared that day, I'm afraid you won't find me."

In the ice and snow, she huddled under the street lamp and secretly wiped away her tears several times.

"Fortunately, you didn't lie, you really came to me, General."

Wanwan raised her head and smiled at him, her voice was sweet and glutinous, but it was like a sharp knife cutting a hole in his heart.

Huo Yin lowered his eyes, expressionless.

"What if...the general dies?"

　I will not abuse for the sake of abuse, this is a sweet article, everything serves the plot~

　　It will be on the shelves on the 28th of this month, and it will be [-] more on the first day of the shelves (if there is no accident, hhhhh)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)