Yi Keke hurriedly stopped: "In this way, you can't open it today. You can guess what the gift is until you guess it correctly. Otherwise, you can't open it."
"If you don't guess correctly, when can you take it apart?" Song Tianyu looked at Yi Keke with a confused look on his face.
Yi Keke moved her lips slightly: "Wait until your birthday is over."
"Okay, let's not open it yet. This gift is mine anyway, I can't escape it. Come on, sit down." Song Tianyu pulled Yi Keke to sit down.
Picked up the flowers and handed them to Yi Keke.
Looking at Yi Keke with affection on his face: "Give it to you."
"I... give it to me?" Yi Keke was a little confused.
"Uh, give it to me? Today is your birthday, I..." Yi Keke looked at Song Tianyu even more confused and somewhat incoherently.
"Haha, yes, who said I can't give you flowers on my birthday today?" Song Tianyu smiled slightly.
Showing that charming, brilliant and handsome look.
"Uh...thank you. Haha..." Yi Keke took it with some embarrassment.
Keep it by your side.
"Do you like it?" Song Tianyu asked with his burning eyes staring at Yi Keke.
There was endless affection in those hot eyes.
"Well, I like it. Thank you..." Yi Keke's voice was slightly soft.
Head, getting lower and lower.
Song Tianyu knew that Yi Ke was shy.
"Come, let's light the candles." Song Tianyu did it himself again.
Put the candles one by one.
Yi Keke watched Song Tianyu plug in the candles one by one.
Until the eleventh mark, no more.
Yi Keke was confused again.
With slender fingers, he pointed at the eleven candles on the cake and asked: "Eleven? What does it mean?"
I thought to myself: You are not eleven years old, why do you want to insert eleven?
"Haha, the eleventh day represents wholeheartedness, and it also represents a lifetime, right?" Song Tianyu raised his head slightly and looked at Yi Keke with tender eyes.
When Yi Keke heard Song Tianyu's words, he felt slightly excited. Those words have been lingering in Yi Keke's heart, haunting him.