Chapter 125: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 125: Chaotic Dance of Demons
Heartbeat inexplicably quickens.
Bai Lu recalls the last time, when that guy behind her was drunk, holding her... behaving recklessly...
The redness on her ears instantly spreads to her face.
Then she thinks again, he was just drunk, not fully conscious, like now.
Yes, that's right, a drunk three-year-old.
Why bother arguing with a drunk three-year-old? Just cut the cake!
The fruit knife reaches towards the cake, and Bai Lu realizes she forgot to let Xiao Cheng blow out the candles.
"Um, you need to blow out the candles first, remove them, and then we can cut the cake."
Xiao Cheng holds Bai Lu gently.
A fragrance of white wine surrounds her as it blows past her ear, brushes her cheek, and descends onto the birthday cake.
The candle flames swaying on the cake extinguish.
Xiao Wei takes away the candles.
Bai Lu's hand is held by Xiao Cheng, the fruit knife in her hand guided by his force, slowly cutting into the cake.
The cake has three layers, each filled with various fresh fruits of the season, covered with sweet yam paste. The aroma spreads across the entire table, filling each bowl.
Among them, three bowls closest to the cake have half a bowl of wine.
Soaking the cake in alcohol, they truly know how to enjoy.
There's also a small bowl with about half a bowl of stir-fried snails. Snails paired with cake, Xiao Wei has a unique taste.
The first piece of cake, after cutting, is served to Xiao Cheng. It's his birthday, and the birthday person goes first.
After that, the rest of the cake can be distributed freely.
The last piece goes to Bai Lu's bowl... but her bowl is still filled with a mountain of meat, no room for cake!
Bai Lu watches helplessly as the fruit knife scoops a piece of cake, reaching the full bowl of meat, unable to fit. Xiao Cheng's large hand driven by her own hand turns in a different direction, placing the cake back in its original place.
Heartache to the extreme.
She wants to eat the cake she made!
Xiao Cheng glances at the girl with a reluctant expression, asking softly, "Want to eat?"
Bai Lu nods vigorously.
Immediately released, her back pressed against his chest, and she is gently placed back in her seat.
While lamenting, reluctantly, she picks up the chopsticks and takes a big piece of pork trotter.
Suddenly, a large bowl is handed to her.
In the bowl, there's an exquisite cake adorned with fruits.
Bailu's eyes light up. At the same time, she recognizes it as Xiao Cheng's new bowl because his eating bowl still has half a bowl of wine. So, when serving the cake, she deliberately puts it in the last remaining new bowl on the table.
"Is this for me?"
Bai Lu turns to the big guy sitting beside her, eyes revealing excitement and anticipation.
Xiao Cheng's arm stretches across the back of her chair, nodding slightly, lips lightly parting, "Go ahead."
This is the birthday boy's first piece of cake!
How can Bai Lu eat alone? Immediately, she uses the fruit knife to cut half and presents it with chopsticks to the birthday boy.
While offering her wishes, "Happy birthday to you today, may all your wishes come true."
Xiao Cheng's bowl has wine, and there's no space for the cake. Bai Lu can only turn the chopsticks towards him.
But Xiao Cheng just looks at it, doesn't take the chopsticks, takes a bite of the cake directly from her hand, and then... pairs it with a sip of white wine.
This magical devilish combo leaves Bai Lu stunned. Is cake really better with white wine?
Seeing her staring at his wine bowl, Xiao Cheng, with a somewhat wolfish look, takes up the bowl and finishes the white wine in three sips.
"Have your cake."
Bai Lu's curious gaze is swallowed up. She stops thinking about trying the devilish combo and silently eats the cake, also placing half a piece in Xiao Cheng's now empty bowl.
Xiao Cheng looks at the cake in the bowl, frowning almost imperceptibly, pinching his brow.
Bai Lu thought he was yearning for the emptied white wine: "Is cake with white wine really that good?"
The trio on the other side, after watching the play for a while, finally has a chance to chime in: "Delicious! Delicious!"
"Cake with white wine is especially delicious!"
"So fragrant and sweet, it's so delicious~"
As they finish speaking, three pairs of chopsticks simultaneously reach into the wine bowl, picking up cake soaked in white wine and taking big bites.
Three intoxicated faces squint their eyes, full of enjoyment.
Luo Shiliu: "Indeed delicious!"
Wang Hao: "The cake is incredibly delicious!"
Xiao Zhuang's: "It's the first time I've had cake growing up, and the first time I've had such a delicious cake!"
Xiao Wei also picks up the stir-fried snail cake, tasting it slowly from small bites to big mouthfuls.
"It's sweet, very delicious."
Skills recognized, Bai Lu is happy, "Sweet is the right flavor; Ah Cheng likes sweet."
Xiao Cheng is currently struggling with the cake in his bowl, just picking up a piece to put it in his mouth. Upon hearing Bai Lu's words, he chokes a little.
Coughing, the cake barely slides down his throat. He seems unbothered, picking up the second piece that has been separated.
The trio on the opposite side, plus Xiao Wei, watch the show with great interest, enjoying the cake and the play.
Maybe cake soaked in white wine is indeed very delicious.
The three gentlemen are floating in bliss after eating.
In the moonlit yard, hand in hand, swaying left and right, singing mountain songs, and dancing grass skirt dances.
"Singing mountain songs, hey... hey~ hey hey~"
"This side~ Sing to that side and... hey to that side and..."
"Mountain songs are like spring river water~"
"Not afraid of dangerous bends and turns~ bends and turns~"
Bai Lu comes out with a tray holding four cups of honey to sober them up. In the yard, the trio of chaotic dancers has already started loudly singing mountain songs, waving their hands and legs.
One person hugs another, dancing with surprisingly synchronized moves, as if they've danced countless times.
Xiao Wei drinks orange juice while watching with relish.
Xiao Cheng remains composed as if already accustomed, giving her a faint smile.
"Come watch the performance."
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