Film Emperor's Death-Seeking Fiance

Part 174

The two walked along the lights on the beach for a while, then returned to the hotel, ready to eat.

The moment he entered the hotel, Yan Qingchi saw a shining star.

In the dark hotel, heart-shaped candles are placed as a love heart, and the trees in the hotel are made up of fire trees and silver flowers, falling meteor sticks and star lights, warm light bulbs flashing, and the sound of piano floating far away come.

Yan Qingchi turned his head and looked at Jiang Mochen, "Is that what you just said to deal with with the front desk?"

Jiang Mochen laughed, pulled him across the candle and walked to the restaurant.

The restaurant has been set up a long time ago. It is a sea of ​​flowers intertwined with blue and white roses. When Yanqing Chi passed by the sea of ​​flowers, he drew a white rose and sniffed gently, "There is still a fragrance."

Jiang Mochen Bring him to the dining table and sit down, and candlelights are jumping on both sides of them, reflecting that the two of them are not so real.

The waiter pushed the cake and put it between the tables of both of them.

Jiang Mochen looked at Yan Qingchi and said, "Make a wish and blow the candles."

Yan Qingchi looked at the cake in front of him. The squares looked like chocolate and were covered with chocolate crumbs. There are two sugar people on it.

Yan Qingchi stretched out his hand and took the Sugar Man down, looked carefully, and thought it should be done according to him and Jiang Mochen.

He asked, "Do

you want to eat this too?" "You can keep it if you want."

"I'll keep it." Yan Qingchi put the sugar man on the plate, shook hands very seriously, and made a wish.

His wish is not big, he hopes that his family can always be healthy and happy, happy and healthy. I also hope that he and Jiang Mochen can always be so good.

After Yan Qingchi made a wish, he blew the candles, took the cake knife and cut the cake in front of him into two pieces, handed one to Jiang Mochen, and left one to himself.

He took a fork, and Jiang Mochen asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Yan Qingchi nodded, "Not bad."

Jiang Mochen smiled, "You just guessed something wrong."

"What?" Yan Qingchi put down his fork and looked at him.

Jiang Mochen said softly, "The layout of the hotel is not something I just dealt with with the front desk. The cake in front of you is the one."

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised, "When did you learn to make cakes?"

"When you plan everything."

"You really impress me." Yan Qingchi sighed, "When I knew you, you couldn't do anything. Now, not only can you cook, but you can also make cakes. It's really amazing."

Jiang Mochen lowered his head and smiled. Laughed, did not speak.

After a while, the waiter pushed in the main dishes one after another.

Jiang Mochen regrets, "I originally wanted to make these for you, but if I don't have time, I just made cakes for you."

"Just making cakes is good." Yan Qingchi was satisfied, "If you save time I'm cooking. Who will accompany me to watch the sea, let's talk about it," Yan Qingchi looked at him, "You still have a long time to cook for me. You will always eat it."