Chapter 560 Wanwan, Happy Birthday.

After the candles were lit, the host asked the fans in the audience to sing a birthday song for Su Xiangwan.

The lights of the entire venue were dimmed, except for the stage, a cylindrical halo enveloped Su Xiangwan's figure.

The candles on the cake were lit, photos and stills of her were constantly switching on the big screen behind her, and happy birthday was playing on the stereo.

Looking at the enthusiastic fans in the audience, Su Xiangwan's eyes were slightly moist.

very nice.

It's nice to do it all over again.

With tears in her eyes, she subconsciously searched for his figure off the stage.

But he never came back.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the cake, feeling a little sour.

The host stood aside, smiled and said, "Have you decided what wish you want to make in Wanwan? It's almost midnight."

"Well, think about it."

"Okay, let's count down together, ten, nine..."

The audience counted down together, just to send blessings to her on the first day of her birthday.

But at this moment, something happened suddenly.

The lights on the stage suddenly went out, and even the big screen behind Su Xiangwan and the round beam of light that originally shrouded her body disappeared instantly.

The host was stunned for a moment, and quickly tried the microphone, but found that the microphone had no sound at all.

There was also a burst of noise and discussion in the auditorium, only the fluorescent sticks and love cards in their hands still gave off a faint light.

The entire venue was pitch black, and Su Xiangwan stood there in a daze.

The light from the candle was reflected on her face, and she couldn't wait for her reaction.

A powerful big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and dragged her backstage.

Because it was all so sudden, she exclaimed.

But immediately, he covered her mouth with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't bark."

Su Xiangwan froze again, but did not make another sound.

It was him, it was Mu Beiting.

She followed him, hurried off the stage.

"How did you get on stage..." She followed his steps closely under the dim light, and said softly.

But before she could make a sound, the person was pushed against the wall by her.

Immediately afterwards, in the darkness, his kiss fell hard, biting and licking her lips, his love surged.

Su Xiangwan's breathing became a little heavier.

In the darkness, the senses seem to be magnified.

Her hand rested lightly on his chest, and her heart was beating extremely violently.

Mu Beiting passed her waist with one hand, and pulled her firmly into his arms. Su Xiangwan was tightly locked between him and the wall, his body was covered with the freshness of his body.

The venue was only powered off for about ten seconds before returning to normal without riots.

The host tried the microphone and realized that Su Xiangwan was no longer on stage.

Immediately, he quickly winked at the staff on the side.

The host explained that the breakpoint accident was delaying the time, and several staff members began to look for Su Xiangwan who had suddenly disappeared from the audience.

The zero o'clock bell set in the venue has already rung.

Mu Beiting finally let her go slowly, stared at her with his head down, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wanwan, happy birthday."

Su Xiangwan's eyes were a little moist, and he smiled slightly.

Standing on tiptoe, kissed him lightly again: "Did you break the electricity on purpose?"

"En." With deep eyes, he responded lightly.

"Why?" She couldn't help asking.

"I want to be the first one to tell you happy birthday." His voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were stubborn, like a naive child.