After the lighthearted birthday wishes, the seven people continued their unfinished business and started the rooftop barbecue.
The luxurious rooftop, lit gently by ground lights.
The night sky as the ceiling, the full moon like a lamp.
On the rooftop, shadows intertwined.
Ling Ye and Shen Minghan, the two men, occupied the grill, busily flipping the skewers, never refusing the ladies' requests. Ai Le and Shen Mingyou were beside them, continuously skewering and handing over the skewers.
Gu Xiaoer also wanted to join the barbecue army, but Han Luoli dominantly scooped her up to the side and snuggled her into the comfy sofa.
"Baby, it's smoky over there, very choking."
"I'll just avoid the wind, it'll be fine!"
"Baby, you just need to focus on eating." Han Luoli wouldn't let her move.
"But, I really want to barbecue myself..." Gu Xiaoer pouted and muttered, suddenly realizing: "Han Luoli, are you worried I won't make it taste good?"
