C: Do you have an elder who is a fortune teller, and then he taught you a few moves?

NY: No, I was born to look good.

C: ... I believe your nonsense. Forget it. I've heard a little about Lu Xiaolan. She fought in her own company and won first.

C: She won't bother you again. Congratulations!

NY: happy together.

C: Is it his birthday today? I'll help you stop that fool.

NY: Thank you, brother Ye 0.0

South Vietnam hit a face to sell cute, then put the mobile phone aside, continue to watch the video on the tablet and learn to make cakes.

Today is Sheng Jingheng's birthday. Nanyue doesn't have any good ideas, so we can only make him a birthday cake, sing a birthday song, and finally give him a birthday gift.

And all along, he is not a birthday enthusiast.

I've never had a birthday with my fans for so many years. I don't accept birthday gifts. Sometimes I'm in a bad mood and don't send a microblog.

Now think about it, it's really strong in his heart that his old fans can keep up until today.

However, it is also possible that Sheng Jingheng's divine face has been supporting him completely, and nothing else is important.

Thinking, Nam Yueh could not help shaking his head and smiling. Instead, he looked at the time and continued to do it.

Naturally, what she makes is a delicious chocolate cake.

The top is covered with a layer of strawberries, which is pleasant and sweet.

Because she wants to use her own strength to complete it step by step, so that the cake is full of her heart.

So when you invest in it, you forget the time.

When the door bell rang, Nam Yueh subconsciously looked out and saw through the French window on the other side of the living room terrace that night had come unknowingly.

She raised her eyebrows, then washed her hands and trotted to open the door.

The person standing outside is Sheng Jingheng, who has been waiting at the opposite door for a long time.

He fixed his eyes on Nanyue, and then a smile flashed in his eyes: "making a cake?"

"Well," South Vietnam naturally nodded generously, then opened the door wide and let aside, "Mr. Sheng, come in and sit down?"

In order to avoid any inconvenience to him, Nanyue added: "Lvlv is not here. Go to the crew first."

Sheng Jingheng took a deep look at her, then stepped into the porch and watched her bring him the pair of slippers she wore when she came to dinner last time.

After changing his shoes, he naturally closed the door and followed her inside: "can I help you?"

Nanyue shook his head: "it's already baking. It'll be ready soon."

Then he went to pour him a cup of warm water: "Mr. Sheng, wait a moment."

Watching her turn and fly upstairs, Sheng Jingheng lowered his eyes and smiled. Although he was not thirsty, he still drank the water in his hand.

Nanyue went upstairs and brought him a bought birthday present.

The gift was sent back from abroad, so she specially bought packaged colored paper, wrapped it in person and tied a bow so that he could enjoy the process of opening the gift.

The color he chose was his favorite dark blue.

When he took the gift and went downstairs, he saw that the man couldn't stay idle at all. After washing the drinking cup, he helped her wipe the flow table. His action was very skilled and natural.

Nanyue reluctantly smiled, walked over, leaned against the bar and pushed the gift to him: "Sheng... Brother, happy birthday."

"Thank you." Sheng Jingheng dried his hands, took the gift and asked her, "can you open it now?"

South Vietnam nodded: "of course."

Sheng Jingheng carefully opened the wrapping paper according to the folding trace, and soon revealed the ink brocade box inside.