Distressed Young Woman Transmigrates: Wangfei Who Defies the Imperial Edict Chapter 382: The storm is coming (5)

"Honey, what is this?" Yan Chi curiously pointed at a cake he had never seen before.

Xiao Yao proudly held the cake drizzled with red bean paste in front of him. He couldn't find any cream and had to use bean paste to make up the cake. Although it was a bit weird, it still looked good.

She said complacently: "This is a cake. In my previous world, I would eat this cake on my birthday. It's so cute. It's the first time I made it, and it actually succeeded. I admire myself so much."

Xiao Yao hugged the foot of a small candle with vegetable leaves, inserted it into the cake and lit it, a soft candle light illuminated her smiling face.

"Thank you my wife for making me a cake. I've never eaten this kind of thing. It must be delicious if Yao'er made it herself."

Yan Chi's happy expression is like a child seeing a castle, his eyes are full of curiosity and joy, Xiao Yao's heart trembles when he sees it: "I will cook it for you every year from now on, okay?"

Yan Chi smiled and patted her head.

"I'm afraid you'll get bored if you do this every year."

Xiao Yao suddenly shouted excitedly: "I won't get bored, as long as it's for you, I'm not afraid of anything." Does he understand her heart? For him, she will not be afraid of death, losing him is what she fears the most in this world.

Yan Chi hugged her, closed his eyes and kissed her hair deeply, and comforted her softly: "Well, I know, I know everything."

Xiao Yao pulled him to the cake and said, "Close your eyes and make a wish to the candle. You can make three wishes, but you have to say two, and then blow out the candle."

"Is it a custom in your place?"

"Well, I also want to sing you the birthday song."

Xiao Yao clapped his palms and sang a birthday song in time: "Happy birthday to you..."

The singing voice was melodious, full of warmth and tenderness, filled with a slightly sad happiness under the light of the candle, shaking Yan Chi's heart.

Yan Chi quietly closed his eyes and made a wish: "The first wish, I hope that Yao'er will be healthy and happy forever. The second wish, I hope that all wishes of Yao'er can come true, and the last one can't be told to you."

Xiao Yao's eyes were sore, he almost shed tears, he bit his lips and scolded with a smile: "Idiot, there is no one who makes a wish for others, you should make a wish for yourself."

Yan Chi smiled and held her hand, with the tenderness of drowning in his eyes.

"This is my wish, I just hope that Yao'er will always be healthy and happy, and I have nothing else to ask for."

Xiao Yao burst into tears, and rushed forward to kiss him: "Idiot, how could I fall in love with a fool like you? Come and eat cake."

The two of you took a bite and I ate the cake sweetly.