"This is the birthday gift I want." He said arrogantly, "Isn't it a birthday gift that can satisfy whatever you want?"

"What if I'm not with you?" said Georgiana.

He kept looking at her.

"Okay." She compromised, "You win."

"Kiss me." He pointed to his lips, "And add a chocolate."

"I didn't bring it."

"Really? Check your pockets."

She actually checked and found that it was indeed there.

"Did you let it go?"

"No, it's magic." He said exaggeratedly, as if coaxing a child.

She then opened the wrapping paper, put the chocolate in her mouth, lowered her head and kissed him.

This kiss has the taste of hawthorn fruit, which is delicious, but also reminds people of death, like some kind of poison. Although I know it is poisonous, I still can't stop.
Chapter completed!