When Qiao An got closer, she saw that the man was holding a cigarette in one hand and a pen-like thing in the other hand. He stared at the pen with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qiao Anhao bit his lower lip and approached the place where Lu Jinnian was standing. Lu Jinnian, who had been distracted, realized that someone was approaching. He turned his head suddenly and glanced at Qiao Anhao with a cold look. Then he quickly stuffed the recording pen in his hand into his pocket, and asked in a cold tone: "Who told you to come in?"

It has been a long time since Lu Jinnian has not spoken to her in this cold tone that is not worth the effort to freeze people.

Qiao An trembled a little uncomfortable, looked at the man timidly, and found that the expression on the man's face was a bit cold and scary. Qiao An's good man began to become nervous and scared again. She subconsciously grabbed the gift box in her hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then closed her eyes and handed the things in her hand to him, and said in a soft voice: "I'll give it to you."

After saying these three words, Qiao Anhao realized that his heart was beating almost overloading.

She felt that at this moment, she felt exactly the same as when she was when she was traveling thousands of miles to Hangzhou to find him with the carefully written love letter in her arms. She was nervous, uneasy, nervous and excited. In just one minute, her palm was covered with sweat.

Lu Jinnian turned his head indifferently again, glanced at the blue gift box held by Qiao An's white little hands, frowned, and his eyes fell on Qiao An's head in confusion, and he never wanted to reach out to take it.

Qiao Anhao didn't know how long it took. Her hands holding the gift box were a little sore. She became even more helpless. She couldn't help but raise her eyelids secretly and looked at the man. She found that the man's gaze was deep and cold, like the ice and snow that had not melted for thousands of years. She looked directly at her. Qiao Anhao's fingers holding the gift box trembled, instinctively took a step back, and then said four more words in a low voice: "Happy birthday."

Qiao Anhao's voice was very low, but it clearly came into Lu Jinnian's ears.

His delicate and cold cheeks were stunned for a moment, and the look that stared at Qiao Anhao's head passed through a layer of shock. He seemed to be uncertain. After a while, he spoke in a faint tone and asked back: "What did you say?"

From the time he went home tonight to now, this is the first sentence he said. Although there are only four words, Qiao Anhao's whole body suddenly relaxed.

Her courage became a little bit bigger, she raised her head, looked at Lu Jinnian's still a little cold face, and repeated what she had just said: "Happy birthday."

After pausing, Qiao Anhao said two more words: "Happy birthday to you!"

Qiao Anhao "Happy Birthday" twice in a row, making Lu Jinnian finally sure that he had heard it correctly.

Happy birthday...the four simple words, but to him, it is so strange.

If you think about it carefully, it should have been so long since I last heard these four words, right?

Lu Jinnian wanted to say something, but he felt as if something was blocking his throat. He opened his mouth but could not make a sound.
Chapter completed!