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1685. Chapter 1685 A warhead

"I'll let you go today!" He gasped and whispered in her ear, then straightened up, "Let's go blow out the candles and cut the cake!"

It's not that he doesn't want her, it's that he doesn't want his first time with her to leave any regrets.

"good."

Xu Xia's voice was as low as a mosquito, and her face was as red as it had been roasted by charcoal fire for a long time.

Leng Zirui glanced at her, stretched out his hand to straighten her bathrobe that was pulled askew by him, then took her hand to the sofa and sat down on the sofa with her.

"Want to make a wish?"

"Of course!"

Seeing the dancing fire in front of her, Xu Xia raised her hands on her chest, closed her eyes and made a wish.

"What wish did you make?" Leng Zirui asked, looking at her sideways.

"You can't say this, otherwise it won't work!" Xu Xia took his arm, "Come, blow out the candles with me, I'll count, one, two, three..."

After counting to three, the two of them blow together.

The candle was extinguished instantly, and then the living room became completely dark.

"I'll turn on the light!" Xu Xia straightened up and started to leave.

"Don't worry, I haven't given you a gift yet!" Leng Zirui said beside her.

"Bring it here." She immediately extended her hand in front of him politely.

"Thump thump thump thump..." Leng Zirui composed the music for himself and put his hand in her palm, "Unique in the world, the gift of Leng Zirui, the young master of the Leng family, is now in the palm of your hand!"

"No creativity." She scorned softly, but smiled happily on her face, "However, seeing that you are still sincere, I will reluctantly accept it!"

He was in the hospital, so she naturally thought that he didn't have time to prepare a gift.

However, Xu Xia didn't mind. She was very satisfied that he remembered her birthday and came from the hospital to celebrate it. She had never been a greedy woman.

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Leng Zirui opened his palm, placed a small box in her palm, and kissed her hair in the dark, "I wish my Xu Xia a complete success in her concert, and a brighter future."

It’s getting wider and wider…”

"Fuck you!" Xu Xia pushed him away, stood up with bare feet, and ran over to turn on the light.

I saw an ancient lighter box hiding in the palm of my hand.

"Don't get your hopes too high, it's not a diamond ring or gemstone inside!" Leng Zirui reminded with a smile.

Xu Xia ignored him and opened the small iron box carefully.

In the box, there was a small piece of deerskin, and lying quietly on the deerskin was a cone-shaped object—it was a warhead.

There are faint writings on the side of the warhead.

Xu Xia moved her fingers, carefully took out the warhead, and gently turned it against the light. A string of small handwriting appeared in front of her eyes.

[Taken from Leng Zirui’s body - June 5, 20XX]

Looking at this string of handwriting, Xu Xia immediately understood that this bullet was the bullet he had blocked for her.

"This box was given to me by the veteran who led me into the army when he was demobilized. He said it was his amulet!" Leng Zirui walked up to her, "After that, I kept carrying this dent on my body.

When I went to Yunnan last time, I got shot. If I didn’t have this box at that time, the bullet might have hit my heart directly. Now, I give it to you, and in the future... I will protect you with it.

!”

Last time, he gave her a bullet casing that represented a perfect score, which represented his affirmation.

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