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Chapter 296 The Blood Feud Enemy of the Downtrodden Boy (20)

Jiang Qing froze on the spot: "This..."

Since his parents died, he has not celebrated his birthday in the mental hospital for four years.

In the past, when he was the only young master in the Jiang family, his parents would hold a birthday party for him many days in advance every time it was his birthday.

The entire Jiang family was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the people who came were all high-class celebrities. The cars and wine, and the five-six-story birthday cake were all decorations. They were just props for making wishes. He had never had a good bite.

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But now, everything is like a passing cloud.

The lights of the barbecue restaurant were deliberately turned off. In the dim light, the girl was holding a small cream cake. The candlelight illuminated her fair face and reflected in her eyes, making it look particularly bright.

Jiang Qing couldn't describe how he felt at this time. He just felt that Zhao Taoyao's whole body seemed to be coated with a halo, and he looked particularly beautiful today.

While he was lost in thought, Zhao Taoyao had already walked up to him singing happy birthday.

She smiled and urged: "Hurry, hurry, this candle will be gone if it is not burned. Make a wish quickly!"

Jiang Qing obeyed and closed her eyes, silently making three wishes in her heart.

The first wish is that he can study hard, keep up with the progress he has made in two years, and successfully enter college.

The second wish is that if he can take revenge as soon as possible, he can get back all his belongings.

The third wish is to never be separated from the girl in front of me.

Opening his eyes again, Zhao Taoyao's face was still bright in the candlelight.

She looked at him with bright eyes: "How are you, have you made your wish? No, don't say it out, it won't work! Blow out the candles quickly!"

Jiang Qing blew out the digital candle in one breath.

When Zhao Taoyao turned on the light, he realized that the cake seemed to be made by Zhao Taoyao, because the decoration on the cake was crooked in some places, and it looked like it was not made by a professional.

There is a little black-haired man drawn on the cake, and a circle of words "Happy 18th Jiang Qing" surrounds the little man.

Although it is not so exquisite and beautiful, every stroke is full of heart.

Jiang Qing said sincerely: "I like this keyboard so much, I want to keep it forever, and I'm not willing to eat it anymore.

So you lied to me and said you were going to the hospital for a physical examination this afternoon, just to make this cake, right?"

Zhao Taoyao chuckled: "Of course I have gone for the physical examination. I just made the cake in my spare time, and you are quite happy with it. You said such an ugly cake looks good, come on, come on, let's try it quickly!"

The two of them cut the cake together. It tasted really good, but it would still make you feel tired after eating too much. Zhao Taoyao only ate one piece, and Jiang Qing ate the rest.

They also ordered hot pot takeout tonight, which was a luxury.

It's snowing again outside.

They were sitting in the shop, with the warm sun at their feet, the steaming hot pot on the table, and looking at the fluttering snow outside the window. Their little life was indescribably comfortable.

There was no one on the street, it seemed like they were the only two people left in the world.

But Jiang Qing always felt that something was missing. Suddenly, he had an idea and took out two bottles of beer from the counter.

"On a day like this, you should drink some wine."

Zhao Taoyao didn't agree at first: "No, it's too early for you to drink!"

Jiang Qing said: "It's late, just in time. The law stipulates that you can drink alcohol when you are eighteen years old. I am eighteen now. It is a ritual to celebrate with a bottle of wine."

"That's okay, but you can't drink too much." Zhao Taoyao just compromised.

Jiang Qing was young, but he was very good at persuading people to drink. Zhao Taoyao said he shouldn't drink too much, but he drank too much for no apparent reason.

She said she drank too much, but in fact she didn't drink much. Zhao Taoyao only drank two bottles of beer before lying on the table with a red face.

Jiang Qing was very sober. The more he drank, the more sober he became. Looking at Zhao Taoyao across from him, his eyes were bright and restrained.

It's definitely inconvenient to go home on a snowy day like this.

Fortunately, they now own a shop. The original lounge of the milk tea shop was converted into a simple small bedroom with two single beds separated by a curtain.

There are also a few spare pieces of clothes in there. Sometimes there are people in the store who drink too late, so they just stay in the store.

Jiang Qing put away the hot pot, picked up Zhao Taoyao and walked to the lounge inside.

Zhao Taoyao seemed to be really drunk. She was very well-behaved when she was drunk. Her whole body was soft and she could be manipulated as easily as a rag doll.

Jiang Qing carefully placed her on the bed. When he was about to get up, he found that Zhao Taoyao's hair was entangled with the zipper of his clothes. When he moved a little, Zhao Taoyao frowned in pain and made a sound like a kitten in pain.

Voices of protest.

He immediately stopped and kept supporting Zhao Taoyao. In order not to pull her hair, he had to lower himself as close to her as possible.

After she drank the wine, her hot breath fell continuously on his neck, making him feel hot inexplicably.

But he didn't move, and Zhao Taoyao was not honest. She may have felt that this posture was twisted, so she wanted to turn around and change her posture, but she pulled her hair and groaned again.

Jiang Qing could only coax a child: "Okay, okay, stop, stop, stop being passive. I'll take your hair out first."

As a result, his usually dexterous hands became more and more tangled, and the knot became even more tangled.

After finally using all the strength of nine cows and two tigers to untie it, Jiang Qing's breathing became a little heavier, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Zhao Taoyao seemed to be very hot too, and the quilt on her body was too hot to cover her. It was pulled aside, exposing her fair and delicate collarbone.

Jiang Qing inexplicably thought of the dream he had had on and off some time ago, and then saw Zhao Taoyao's slightly open red lips. When he reacted, he had already kissed her by accident.

Her taste was sweeter than he imagined, matching all his fantasies, attracting him to continue and do the things he had not finished in his dreams.

But Zhao Taoyao moved, and she turned over impatiently. Like a frightened bird, he quickly retreated and left Zhao Taoyao's lips.

When he realized what he had just done, he swallowed and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

He thought he knew what he wanted.

The winter vacation begins shortly after New Year's Day, and the business of the barbecue restaurant is still very good. There is a steady stream of customers starting from the afternoon, and the main business is still concentrated in the evening.

The Chinese New Year was also celebrated by two people in a small shop.

This year there was no ban on fireworks and firecrackers. They made a small amount of money again. This time they were extravagant and bought five or six hundred fireworks.

The two of them placed the Sky Monkey at the door. Jiang Qing was responsible for correcting the Sky Monkey, and Zhao Taoyao was responsible for jumping next to him, covering his ears.

Finally, the fireworks are set off, when the fireworks fly into the sky and explode into a gorgeous circle.

Zhao Taoyao suddenly reached out and pulled Jiang Qing hard, and shouted to him amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers: "Jiang Qing, thank you, we will definitely get better and better in the future!"

Jiang Qing watched Zhao Taoyao's little face flickering in and out of the fireworks, and pulled her hand inward, bringing her into his arms and hugging her tightly.

His chin rested on the top of Zhao Taoyao's head, and his voice was steady, as if he was making a solemn promise: "I will only be good to you in this life."


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