Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

When the candle was blown out, Mu Ciwan put his arms around Qiu Cimu's waist, lowered his head and kissed in the shining candlelight.

The atmosphere around her became more and more sticky, her hands penetrated into the hem of Qiu Ci Mu's clothes, and touched the smooth skin.

Gently opened Qiu Cimu's lips, moved down along the lips, and finally slowly rubbed and kissed his collarbone.

Qiu Cimu felt that Mu Ciwan in this world especially liked his collarbone.

If he hadn't given the death order before, his collarbone would not know what it looked like now.

The situation they saw was about to evolve into an unstoppable situation, and the candlelight had already burned in each other's hearts, stirring their heartbeats.

He hastily placed his hands on Mu Ciwan's shoulders, panting and rejecting her next move.

"Eggs and cakes haven't been eaten yet."

"But I want to eat you, Twilight."

Autumn Resignation Mu: "..."

He couldn't help but look up at Mu Ciwan's eyes to make sure her eyes were not red.

It's like taking that medicine.

"I made that with my own hands." Qiucimu said shallowly.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Mu Ciwan, who wanted to go further, immediately stopped, silently withdrew his hands, and felt unwilling, and lightly bit Qiu Cimu's lips.

Qiu Cimu frowned in pain.

"Hurry up and eat the cake, I've been busy for so long before I can make it."

He secretly practiced several times with Mu Ciwan on his back before he achieved the current effect.

The cake melts in the mouth and feels soft and soft. The cream is not too sweet, and it has a very light taste. There are peaches and mangoes in it, and it tastes sweet.

"It's good to eat a little, and I even cooked."

Qiu Cimu saw that her posture was about to finish all the cakes directly, so she hurriedly stopped her.

Mu Ci had a late meal: "You did it?"

With cakes and meals, I am afraid that Qiu Cimu has not stopped since he came back.

It's okay not to mention this, but when he said Qiucimu, he gave her a glare.

"The original plan was that I would come back with you and prepare these things for you, so that you can see how much I have prepared for you."

It stands to reason that on normal birthdays he should sneakily surprise Mu Ciwan, but Mu Ciwan's insecure appearance, if he dares to ask for leave today and not go to the company with Mu Ciwan, he doesn't know what will happen in the other party's mind. Come up with some ideas.

Instead of making her unhappy all day for a little surprise, it is better to simply accompany her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got home, the other party was called away by a phone call.

It also happened to be convenient, he prepared a surprise for Mu Ciwan.

He explained his plan exactly, looked at Mu Ciwan's uncontrollable upturned lips, and couldn't help but tugged at her arm, gently like a kitten scratching.

"And thinking that you wouldn't be very happy when you came back, we deliberately made a little surprise. We had dinner together first, and then the cake. As a result, you sent the housekeeper and the others away before the dishes were served. I had to reverse the order. for a moment."

Speaking of this, he paused before continuing: "I didn't cook the dishes by myself. The time is too short and I don't have time. I only made some of what you like."

Speaking of this, he was a little annoyed.

How could Mu Ciwan care about these things, hugging Qiu Cimu, feeling the faint fragrance from the other party, mixed with the smell of butter, which made her who didn't like cream very much fall in love with this thing.

"Thank you, Twilight, I promise I won't have these extreme thoughts in the future, and you won't be angry, okay? Today is the best birthday I've ever had."

Qiu Cimu glanced at her angrily, broke free from her arms, and walked out the door: "I haven't even eaten the food yet, and it's your best birthday. Besides, my anger has long since dissipated. "

He was just thinking about what to do to give Mu Ciwan enough sense of security.

"Why don't you make a cage."

he suggested suddenly.

Mu Ciwan's breathing was stagnant, and he quickly stood up and walked to Qiu Cimu's side: "No, I won't do it. This time I was too extreme, and I promise I won't do it again in the future."

She couldn't bear to break her bird's wings.

"Let's go and see what delicious dishes Twilight cooked for my birthday?"

Changing the subject is too blunt.

Qiu Cimu took a deep look at her, didn't say anything, took her hand silently, interlocked his fingers, and let go when he walked to the door of the next room, and pushed the door open with one hand.

The dishes inside are neatly arranged.

Qiu Cimu put his arms around his chest, and just looked at Mu Ciwan like this: "I told you to let the housekeeper go, so you are responsible for serving the dishes."

"I'll take it, I'll take it." Mu Ciwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that this matter was over, he quickly replied.

Isn't it just serving food? What's so difficult about it.

It's also because Muciwan's house is big enough, and there are so many rooms that are enough for Qiucimu.

As for why not eat directly in this room.

Qiu Cimu said that this time he has already made it so ceremonial, this table is not very tall, no way.

Well, he just got a little angry and deliberately used this to punish Mu Ciwan.

When Mu Ciwan finished serving the last two dishes and came out, there were already two lamp holders on the table, and Qiu Cimu was lighting the candles for the dishes on them.

The fire light illuminated half of his face, and for some reason, Mu Ciwan thought of the scene of the gods opening their eyes to look at the world with pity for all living beings.

She walked over to put down the dishes, while Qiucimu turned around and turned off the light.

For a moment, the room was plunged into darkness, but where the two of them stood, light continued to spread.

"Has Mr. Mu ever had a candlelight dinner?"

"No, this is the first time."

"Then, this is my honor." Qiu Cimu chuckled, picked up the red wine and poured it into the glass, and handed a glass to Mu Ciwan.

The red wine was shaking at the bottom of the glass, and it was slightly yellowed by the orange light.

Qiu Cimu raised his wine glass: "Then I will toast Mr. Mu and wish Mr. Mu a happy birthday."

Mu Ciwan's eyes were also full of smiles, and he handed over the wine glass, and knocked with his back, they each withdrew their hands and tasted the red wine in the glass carefully.

Mu Ciwan was not content with this, and took the initiative to pour the red wine again.

"Thank you Mr. Qiu, I respect you for this cup."

Qiucimu would naturally not refuse.

Passed the quilt over, but unexpectedly met Mu Ciwan leaning forward, the cup followed her movements around Qiu Cimu's arm, Qiu Cimu couldn't help but stumbled a step forward, the distance between the two Getting closer.

This posture is exactly the same as the posture of handing over glasses of wine in ancient times.