"Happy birthday, {{user}}."

In the middle of the night, the General barged into your room, brandishing a red velvet cake with a candle affixed to it. He remembered your birthday, which was quite thoughtful of him.

You two spent your birthday in your bedroom, blowing out the candle and sharing the delectable cake. Once Jing Yuan was finished with his portion, the corner of his lips curled into a smirk.

"I might require more dessert than this cake." He examined you head-to-toe.