His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1070

Feng Xian smiled at her: "Please Miss Tang to make a wish."

Qian Miao usually doesn't make wishes, she doesn't believe in this.

After staring at the man's dark eyes for two seconds, her eyelids closed.

There was a word in my heart.

After that, open your eyes and blow out the candles.

Everyone clamored to ask her what wish she had made.

Zhu Danjing smiled and said, "Are you making a wish with Mr. Feng for a long time?"

"It must be, it must be!" Everyone booed.

While booing, they all squeezed forward.

Qian Miao smiled lightly and said, "Secret."

Feng Xian stretched out his hand towards her, and said, "Would you like to go see the stars and sea with me?"

The warm summer breeze blows slowly, blowing a smile on the girl's face.

She put her hand on it, and the two climbed into the hot air balloon together.

Everyone booed and squeezed past.

Lu Wanyu didn't pay attention and staggered backwards.

Suddenly her waist tightened, and a strong arm supported her.

She turned her head and met Cang Zeyue's eyes with a smirk. A pair of glasses made him look very suitable for those four words: gentle scum.

"On purpose?" He frowned slightly.

Lu Wanyu frowned, kicked his calf, and walked away.

Turning to look at the gradually rising hot air balloon, the smile returned to his face: "kiss!"

Everyone shouted kiss together.

Qiao Shiwan was wiping tears, tears of emotion.

There was envy in Feng Chuchu's eyes, and at this moment, he temporarily put aside his prejudice against Tang Qianmiao, only envy.

Shi Chengan next to him lowered his eyes, pursed his lips in thought, and was reflecting on himself.

The old man's expression was very complicated. There were relief and happiness, but more of it was sadness.

He thought that this moment was the end of the two.

Sighing, he turned and left.

The hot air balloon gradually blows into the sky, and it is the same color as the stars all over the night, just like the painter's call world has come true.

Qian Miao was pleasantly surprised by the full amount of snacks, and the corners of her mouth curled into a smile.

"A lot to eat."

The man looked gentle, his eyes seemed to have a pool of spring water, and said softly: "The birthday present is inside."

After hearing this, she squatted down and picked from a pile of delicacies. Finally, she picked a hard box.

The box is quite large, rectangular, made of sandalwood, with delicate reliefs on the surface.

"open to take a look."

She thought, it was probably some kind of jade, and the box was relatively large, not like a necklace or other decorations.

The moment it was opened, a gust of sandalwood blew.

Under the light, Qian Miao saw herself.

She frowned, seemingly puzzled.

Standing up straight, and looking under the light, I saw a wooden statue with extremely fine workmanship, which can be called superb workmanship.

This portrait is her.

She looked at Feng Xian with surprise in her eyes.

"Take it out and have a look," he said.

Before he finished speaking, the portrait had already fallen into Qian Miao's hands.

The dress of the portrait is very familiar, it was the one she wore on her grandfather's birthday last time.

The white dress designed by him himself, the upper body is gentle and watery, with a tube top design, and the lower body is long skirt turned into wide-leg trousers, which is in line with her eclectic and unrestrained style.

Qian Miao looked at the wood carving carefully, without blinking his eyes.

The portrait holds a pure white mask in its left hand, and drags a long white gauze-like cloth in its right hand. The cloth is covered with stars all over the sky, really like a goddess of the universe, holding the sky full of stars. If you look closely, there is a lot of space in the "star cloth", and each star has a unique shape——

The head of the Milky Way is a perfume bottle leaking fragrance, engraved with small words: Mr. Bai Mi, next to it is a group of code symbols like stars, moving around "hunt", and a little further behind, A string of stars is connected to a crescent moon, engraved with the word "Original Heart" on the moon, and a delicate and small writing brush is wrapped around the original heart, which is lifelike, and drips of mellow ink are born from the pen, dripping out a wild and passionate mood. In the racing world, the domineering and handsome racing car logo is engraved with the word "Heshen".