Suddenly, a woman wearing a pink dress ran out of the palace.[
Her pretty little face is full of bright smiles.
An extremely bright smile.
It seemed that even the sunshine was not as bright and warm as the smile on her face.
"Daddy, happy birthday..."
She jumped towards him like a little rabbit.
On his head, he wears a crown made of flowers and plants.
The crown is very delicately woven, with flowers interspersed among it, forming the words "Happy Birthday".
"Dad, why don't we go in? Li'er has prepared wine and food and is waiting for you."
Ji Moli took the initiative to take one of his arms and walked towards the palace.
As soon as she entered the palace, Ye Huang looked at her with even more complicated eyes.
The decoration inside the palace must have taken more thought than the decoration outside.
There are red candles everywhere.
The candle is placed in the middle of the red lotus.
At first glance, the blossoming red lotus seems to be covered with a faint red light, which is dazzlingly beautiful.
The columns in the palace and various objects placed on them were all tied with brightly colored ribbons.
The ribbons were braided into the shape of bows.
From a distance, it really looks like a colorful butterfly spreading its wings and ready to fly.
Walking further inside, the table was already filled with wine and food.
They are some... dishes he has never seen before.[
But it looks delicious.
Ji Moli took him to the main seat and sat down, then took off the flower crown on his head.
Seeing that she was about to put it on his head, Yehuang frowned and grabbed her little hand, "Li'er, don't be naughty."
"Dad, you are the birthday boy today, you should have worn this..."
Ji Moli freed his hand from his palm, looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "Dad, Li'er knitted this himself. Li'er put a lot of thought into making it look like this. Do you want dad to do it?"
Do you want to live up to Li'er's wishes?"
Her pretty little face was full of expectant expression, her eyes were bright and she looked at him vaguely.
Yehuang couldn't bear to reject her.
He looked at her with some embarrassment, and said helplessly, "Li'er, I am a man, this wreath..."