Chapter 608 My Heartbeat
Song Ye thinks he has no roots and no happiness, and never needs to rely on others to live. He can taste loneliness in his 30 years of life, and he can still fight alone when he is reborn.

But the strange thing is that once addicted to something like human heart, it is very difficult to quit, and falling in love with Qin Zhan was unexpected in Song Ye's life plan, but she fell in love with it as soon as she touched it. Addiction, and is willing to indulge in it, whether it is bound or bound, it is so enjoyable.

It seemed that Song Ye could not live alone without him, which made Song Ye happy.

The birthday candle burned very quickly, and within half a minute of the two hugging, it was quickly shortened by a small amount. Only then did Qin Zhan let go of him, sat upright at the table, and opened his mouth to blow out the candle.

"I haven't made a wish yet." Song Ye covered his mouth, afraid that he would miss a step in the middle. The experience of celebrating her birthday was the first time in her life. She had never seen pork but also seen pigs run, let alone for Qin Zhan. On her birthday, she hopes that everything will be perfect.

Qin Zhan pulled down the little hand on his mouth and held it in his palm, looked at her with deep eyes, and replied seriously: "My wish is already by my side."

My wish is far away in the sky and close in front of my eyes.

Even though the two have been in love for a long time, facing Qin Zhan's persistent and serious gaze, Song Ye's heart still couldn't stop boiling hotly, and a layer of sweat broke out from the little hand held in the other's palm , and let her feel the mood of the other party at the moment

The candle was blown out, Song Ye fumbled to turn on the light in the dark, and Qin Zhan's eyes kept falling on her throughout the whole process.

This kind of matter of turning off the lights for a moment just to blow out the candles is superfluous in Qin Zhan's view. I don't know what it means, he is a person who pays attention to efficiency and results, and never wastes time on such things.

But looking at Song Ye's every move today, he was obviously clumsy and rusty, a little blunt, but he found it pleasing to the eye, and every frame was worth cherishing.

When Song Ye came back, he had something extra in his hand, "Birthday gift."

She handed it over directly, as if she had just handed him a tissue, without the slightest awareness of creating surprises.

She knew that doing things like surprises only once seemed solemn, but doing them too often would appear artificial.

Qin Zhan took the necklace from her hand. A simple black rope was strung with a decoration similar to a glass bottle. Red water droplets were suspended in the transparent bottle, which looked like a drop of blood.

"What's inside?" Qin Zhan stroked the decoration, knowing that the material of the glass bottle was not simple.

Seeing that there was no displeasure between his brows and eyes, Song Ye felt relieved, and replied with downcast eyes, "My heart is beating."

"Huh?" Qin Zhan was taken aback.

Song Ye pointed to his heart, and continued to explain: "There is a sensor in the blood drop stone, which is connected to the data on my body. As long as my heartbeat is still there, when you approach me, the color of the drop of blood will change." deepen."

The rope and the glass bottle are made of highly strengthened materials, which can withstand fire and strong impact. The bloodstone is really made of her blood. The post-processing seems simple, but it really took her a lot of effort.

In fact, Song Ye was trying to make this thing a long time ago, but it was only recently completed, which happened to coincide with Qin Zhan's birthday.

Speaking of which, she and Qin Zhan are really the same kind of people. The bullet necklace he gave her last time can activate the positioning system in times of danger. This time she gave him the data of her own heartbeat.

On the one hand, the implication is to allow each other to perceive each other at the moment of danger, and on the other hand, it is domineeringly deepening the bond between each other.

Both of them are quite strong in controlling and controlling the valley, and they all hope to leave their mark on each other.

Qin Zhan held the necklace without saying a word for a long time, staring at the drop of blood in the bottle for a while, raised his hand and put it on his neck, the black silk thread was branded on the wheat-colored skin, like a black totem of imprisonment, the drop The blood color fell into the skirt and was treasured, so that it was not seen by outsiders.

He didn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything. He understood Song Ye's intentions and intentions, and felt that words could not convey the deep feelings in his heart, so he could only solemnly accept this precious gift from her.

The two people in the back formally sat down to cut the cake. Qin Zhan, who has never been fond of sweets, ate a lot this time. In the end, there was not even a bit of cream left, and all of it was swept into his stomach.

Song Ye also ate two pieces. Although he thought it was too sweet, he still enjoyed it.

It's not the food that counts, but the people you eat with, what it means to eat with you.

The birthday was very successful, and the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows had already quietly fallen. The two of them nestled on the sofa briefly to enjoy a moment of warmth. Even though they knew they would have to go out to do errands later, they still hoped to stay in such a peaceful and happy time for a while.

On the long sofa, Qin Zhan hugged Song Ye and sat on his lap, encircling her small body in his arms, occasionally licking her hair, while Song Ye was holding his palm Rubbing the lines on it carefully, it seems that he is perceiving his past experience.

"Where is your birthday, what date do you want to be?" Qin Zhan accompanied her to look at the stars falling outside the window, and asked in a low voice.

He knew that Song Ye was an orphan and was adopted by the Song family. He probably didn't know the real date of birth. Based on her experience in the Song family in previous years, she must have never had a birthday.

Qin Zhan knew his birthday, but he had no plans to celebrate it when he came back today. But after experiencing it for the first time, he realized that spending a festival with a sense of ritual with the one he loves is also wonderful and very happy .

And the stronger this feeling is, the more he wants to give this beauty to the girl in his arms, hoping to make up for her missing birthdays in the past.

"Hmm... June [-]th." Song Ye thought for a while and gave the answer. This was the day of her rebirth, the first time she met Qin Zhan, and it was also her birthday.

"Okay." Qin Zhan responded, lifted her small face and lowered his head to kiss her lips. In two months, he will think hard about what gift to give her.

The entanglement between lips and teeth lasted for a while, and Qin Zhan, who was always keen to explore, withdrew this time, with the corner of his mouth almost touching Song Ye's lips, and said softly, "Let's go."

"Hmm..." Song Ye's voice still had a hint of laziness after the intimacy, which made Qin Zhan's cock feel hot.She noticed the change in the bottom, and stood up with a chuckle, but her fingertips seemed to have brushed that spot.

Qin Zhan quickly grabbed her hand, his eyes darkened, "You are playing with fire."

"Hehe, I'm sorry." Song Ye apologized honestly, but seemed somewhat innocent.

Qin Zhan squeezed her hand tightly again, a trace of helpless pampering flashed in his eyes.

He is getting more and more helpless with his little devil.

(End of this chapter)

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