"Let's cut the cake."
Cheng Yang said to Mo Roulan who nodded her head and picked the plastic knife from the table.
After cutting the cake, Mo Roulan forwarded a piece to Cheng Yang. She had actually expected him to take it from her hands but Cheng Yang leaned down and open her mouth to bite from the piece of cake in her hands.
His lips touched her fingers making her take her hand back away instantly as she tried hard to hide her awkwardness.
However, Cheng Yang who noticed it licked his lips while looking at Mo Roulan intensely as she cut another piece of cake and tasted it.
His hand went to the pocket of his pant and he caressed the thing inside. When he glanced at his watch, he saw that there were only ten minutes left from the time, he had asked Mo Roulan.
Swallowing nervously, he finally gathered the courage to take out the small box from his pocket. However, at the same moment, Mo Roulan's phone inside her bag started ringing.
