The guests were almost ready. Fang Yi asked someone to push out the cake.

Leng Yicheng and Shen Lianqing are also there. Seeing more than ten layers of cake, the little guy is very excited. He shouts that he should cut the cake quickly in cold weather.

"Daddy, cut the cake quickly, I can't wait!"

Seeing the little guy happy, I couldn't restrain my joy in cold weather, but I still wanted to tease him, "it's OK to cut the cake, you haven't given me a present yet!"

"Gifts?" Leng Yicheng frowned as if he didn't want to. He looked at the exquisite cake. His heart wavered between eating and giving. Soon, he gave up his arms and surrendered.

"I can give you a gift. Cut the cake quickly."

"I won't give you the present if you don't see it!" Cold day hum a, see the little guy angry small face, people smile speechless look at, cold family's little childe is particularly lovely.

The summer solstice touched his son's head, leaned over and said, "don't you give your father a gift soon?"

It took the child several days to think of a special gift for the cold weather.

Thinking of the man's expression when he saw the gift, she couldn't help looking forward to it.

Leng Yicheng looked back at her with curved eyebrows. "Will daddy beat me?"

At the summer solstice, the eyes are shining, the corners of the mouth are light, showing a touch of doting.

She took a look at the men, and glanced at their mother and son in the cold weather. With a pick of her sword eyebrows, she said, "if you give me a gift, are you still afraid that I will beat you? Leng Yicheng, what did you send? "

He was curious.

Leng Yicheng's eyes turned around, raised his neck and said with a smile: "you promise not to beat me, I'll send you!"

On a cold day, he was condescending and looked down at the little guy. He just gave them some things, either pens or wallets. He nodded, "well, take them out!"

As soon as Leng Yicheng's eyes brighten, he nods to Uncle Yi and signals him to help him bring the gift.

They couldn't help but wonder what gift the young master gave them.

See B uncle hold out a carton to come over, all low voice guess.

"Open it

Someone can't help urging.

Leng Yicheng didn't open it, but just opened a hole in the carton. He blocked the hole and put it in after a cold day.

In the cold, he glared at the box and frowned, but he still cooperated with his son.

"What's in it?"

A low voice with a faint warning.

Leng Yicheng replied with a smile: "it's a gift for you!"

Cold day picked next eyebrow, glanced at her one eye, the hand stretches toward inside, don't know what is inside, how many a little bit curious.

He pulled it inside, and suddenly his fingertips touched something cold, soft and slippery.

He drew back his hand.

"Daddy, do you feel it?" Leng Yicheng's small eyes are full of expectation.

In cold weather, I can guess what it is. My sword eyebrows are locked and my eyes are staring at the little guy deeply. "Can I refuse?"

"I can't do it. I've worked so hard to find it. You can't refuse it. If you refuse, I won't give you any other gifts!"

Leng Yicheng tries to persuade him, but he doesn't expect him to accept it. As long as daddy doesn't want it, it's his own.

See the little guy's mind, cold corner of the mouth, light voice way: "I accept."

He didn't open the lid of the carton in public. He took it out in the cold and covered it directly, which made everyone curious.

"Mr. Leng, don't you let us have a look?"

"That's right. Share it with us. We are all curious about what gift the young master gave you!"

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