Huo Shao's wrongly married sweet wife

Huo Yanze was keenly aware of something wrong with her voice.

Her movements became more and more gentle, he knew that Ning Qian didn't like to show her emotions, let alone let others see her cry.

Therefore, Huo Yanze will help her cover up all her fragility and become her real reliance.

"Qianqian, we're going to blow out the candles in a while, what's your wish?"

"I……"

Ning Qian was stunned, she raised her head subconsciously, her wet shallow pupils met the man's sight, and she suddenly felt a little timid in her heart.

At this moment, Ning Qian even ignored the name he called herself.

"Take your time, don't rush."

Huo Yanze's slightly callused fingertips suddenly stroked her cheek, and her fair face was wet with tears, making it more rosy.

Black-haired and snow-skinned, with long eyebrows and light eyes, she looked extraordinarily beautiful under the faint candlelight.

Those amber shallow pupils were glistening, as if they contained many tiny stars, containing all the good things in the world, and the long and curled eyelashes like crow feathers were stained with tears, projecting a small piece on the eyelids. Pale shadows.

Huo Yanze's chest seemed to be soaked in heat, and his whole heart turned into a soft puddle of water.

Ning Qian's emotions are very restrained, even if she is crying, she will never let herself show a little vulnerability.

With such a pretty face, she could be a little waste.

But she is very tenacious, she has to do everything by herself, and she is sober and rational in everything she does. She knows what is attractive about herself, but she will never show it. She is very self-respecting and cherishes herself. tool of interest.

Ning Qian knew that her tears were touching, so she refused to even show weakness.

This is someone he likes, so cute as hell.

Ning Qian let the man wipe her tears, she thought slowly in her heart.

Today is my birthday, just indulge this once...

The temperature of Huo Yanze's fingertips was connected to her, and his eyes were fixed on her. Their eyes met, as if they really connected with each other at this moment.

Ning Qian's heart seemed to be on fire, burning her whole body scaldingly and thoroughly.

She knew everything, but kept running away.

From now on, she will always avoid these feelings. If she doesn't pay attention, wanton emotions will be ignited in her heart, and everything about her will be burned.

"Mr. Huo, I'm feeling better, let's blow out the candles."

"it is good."

The servant brought the birthday cake with candles to the dining table, and Ning Qian gently sat beside her and looked at the cake carefully.

It is very delicate and beautiful, and there are some earthy words written on it - I wish Qianqian a happy birthday.

The candles are also in the shape of 21, and the servants and housekeepers are saying blessings beside them.

As soon as Ning Qian raised her head, she could see Huo Yanze's undisguised gaze.

She was silent for a moment, pressing her slender fingertips on the table, suppressing all those hot emotions in her heart.

"Ma'am, please make a wish."

The butler reminded softly beside him.

Ning Qian smiled apologetically, finally put her hands together and made a wish.

She hoped that her mother would wake up as soon as possible, and that Huo Yanze's illness would gradually improve...and she herself would find the best way of life.

"call--"

Ning Qian blew out the candle, with a slight smile on her lips.

The servant turned on the light, and suddenly the surroundings were brightly lit. Ning Qian squinted her eyes, and her gaze fell on Huo Yanze again.

"Thank you, this is the happiest birthday I've ever had."

"So Qianqian, are you satisfied so quickly? There are other surprises." Huo Yanze whispered, he keenly noticed that the woman's small earlobes were red, and it seemed that she had endured it for a long time.

He was secretly happy, but he didn't break Ning Qian's mind.

Huo Yanze also prepared other surprises.

Take your time, one day, Ning Qian will accept him.

At least now, Ning Qian will not correct his title in a cold manner.

"These are enough, the rest of me..."

"Don't you want to take it? That would be a waste. Today is your birthday, you can do whatever you want, this is your privilege."

Huo Yanze said in a low voice, his eyes lingering on her fair and ruddy face for a moment.

Ning Qian nodded slowly, and finally a smile appeared on her bright red lips.

The two spoke a few more words, Huo Yanze was trying to make Ning Qian relax.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, the servant brought the photo taken just now in front of the two of them.

"Ma'am, this is the photo I took just now."

Huo Yanze didn't hire a professional photographer because he was worried about Ning Qian's prudence, but the servant has also been trained in this area, and Ning Qian herself is very charming, so the photos are still very good-looking.

Ning Qian's gaze also turned to those photos.

The room was full of shadows caused by the dim candlelight, so there were only two people on the screen. She closed her eyes and made a wish, while Huo Yanze stood beside her, slightly bent, her eyes fixed on herself, except for the tender love in her eyes. Meaning nothing else.

Ning Qian's heart seemed to be lightly poked by someone, and the sore feeling traveled all the way from the ventricle to the whole body.

why?

Is Huo Yanze good at acting, or is he really treating her...

Ning Qian didn't dare to continue thinking, and smiled slightly at the servant, "Thank you, the photo is very nice."

Her smile was very real, her eyebrows were curved, and her pupils were as clear as glass, which made the servants blush a little.

Huo Yanze knew what she was thinking, and this was also one of his plans.

He had to let Ning Qian know that he was always sincere.

"Okay, let's cut the cake. If you like the photos, I can collect them. I will take pictures for you every year on your birthday, okay?"

She didn't respond to Huo Yanze's words.

Ning Qian seemed to be walking on a wire rope. She didn't know which step she would make a mistake, and she just stepped into the air and fell down.

She didn't even know when this long, long road would end.

Ning Qian didn't want to be dominated by those emotions anymore.

She gently picked up the serrated knife handed by the butler, looked up to see how many people were present, then began to carefully look at the cake, and began to cut along the center line.

Seeing this, Huo Yanze felt a little expectation in his heart.

He and the chef actually prepared the cake together, and he even did the work of whipping the cream. Under Yu Xiubai's reminder, Huo Yanze even hid a jewelry box at the bottom of the cake.

As Ning Qian's birthday present.

So, when Ning Qian was cutting the cake, she also found some abnormalities, but she just thought that she was not good at cutting the cake, so she shook the serrated knife and continued to cut.

"Ma'am, don't cut down, there seems to be something underneath!"

The housekeeper was sweating profusely, and finally couldn't help reminding Ning Qian.

Ning Qian was slightly taken aback, and quickly stopped her hands, poking with the cake carefully with a serrated knife, and finally found a jewelry box with cut marks.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to Huo Yanze.

The doubt in his eyes was not concealed.

what is this?