Ye Weiqi looked at Huang Qiao smiling at him and was suddenly stunned. Then he reacted and immediately sipped a little cream on Huang Qiao's face with his fingers, and then smiled brightly: "Happy birthday, birthday boy."
"Thank you, fool." Huang Qiao said with tears. This was the first time in so many years that someone celebrated her birthday, and she felt inexplicably moved.
"Come on, let's go to dinner. I'll treat you to a big dinner. I'm almost starving to death." Ye Weiqi said with a smile.
"No... no." Huang Qiao shook her head and stayed put.
"What's wrong?" Ye Weiqi looked at Huang Qiao in confusion.
"I'm afraid of being photographed, which will have a negative impact on both of us." Huang Qiao said hesitantly.
Ye Weiqi suddenly realized that she and Huang Qiao were both persons with status, and it would be bad if they were caught.
So he said in embarrassment: "What should I do? I'm really hungry." After saying that, he glanced at the bodyguards beside him, and they didn't eat either.
Huang Qiao thought for a moment and smiled: "How about ordering takeout?"
"Takeaway?" Ye Weiqi was stunned.
"Yeah, just call them and ask them to bring food to the skating rink." Huang Qiao suggested.
"Well, that's a good idea. You two should call us quickly and order takeout for us." Ye Weiqi pointed at the two bodyguards and said.
Then he and Huang Qiao came to rest on the steps on one side. Huang Qiao handed over the cake: "Here, let's eat something first to satisfy our stomach."
"Well, thank you." Ye Weiqi grabbed a piece of cake with her hands unceremoniously and started to eat it.
Huang Qiao couldn't help but giggle when she saw that his face was covered with cream, just like a tabby cat...
At this time, the lights in the skating rink changed and suddenly became extremely dim. Only a beam of bright light shone on the two people. Just as Huang Qiao was about to speak, snow started to fall above her head... Beautiful music started playing.
Ye Weiqi took out a delicate small box from her arms and handed it to Huang Qiao: "Here, birthday gift."
Huang Qiao was deeply shocked by such an atmosphere...
"Why, don't you want to?" Ye Weiqi said jokingly.
Huang Qiao took the gift and opened it slowly. The contents inside were slowly revealed. Huang Qiao suddenly cried with joy: "This...where did you get this?"
"This is a secret, but the most important thing is that you like it." Ye Weiqi showed a sunny smile, and he stretched out his hand to pick off the snowflake on Huang Qiao's head with an extremely gentle movement.
Looking at the perfume in her hand, Huang Qiao was indescribably excited. This was the second perfume she independently developed. This bottle was exactly the one she made the sample for herself. According to common sense, this bottle should be in the Quality Supervision Bureau.
Yes, I didn't expect Ye Weiqi to get it and give it to herself. The name of the perfume is engraved on the perfume bottle - Mo Yu's Love Limited Edition Qiao.
Huang Qiao loves her career and her design works even more. When she was forced to leave Dongcheng Daily Chemical, she never thought that one day she would see her design results again.
"Ye Weiqi, you are such an unscrupulous person. How can you be like a magician and conjure up what I want most?" Huang Qiao's tears fell on the smooth ice.
When she cried, Ye Weiqi was frightened: "Huang Qiao, why are you crying? Did I do something wrong?"
Huang Qiao picked up the perfume and sprayed it on Ye Weiqi's coat, and the fragrance immediately filled the air. She cried and said: "This is my second design work Mo Yu Han Qing."
"Well, I know. I also know that Miss Huang Qiao is a genius in the domestic perfume design industry." Ye Weiqi said with a warm smile.
At this moment, Huang Qiao only had one thought in her mind, and that was that Ye Weiqi was a very pure boy, really pure...
He did this for himself silently, but he never said anything, he just smiled brightly at Huang Qiao. Isn't such a friend worth protecting with all his heart?
When she got home, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. She opened the bedroom door and was startled. The light in the room was very dim, but she could clearly see the man smoking quietly on the sofa by the window.
"Are you finally willing to come back?" A magnetic voice sounded, and Huang Qiao immediately trembled. She had a premonition that there would be another storm tonight.