Chapter 1399

Mu Beiting looked at the rose in his arms every year and snorted.

I like Platycodon grandiflorum best in the evening, and I will like him more.

When they got home, Su Xiangwan was watching cartoons with Ruan in her arms.

Xiaotuanzi Yuxue is cute and wears two small knobs. She shrinks in Su Xiangwan's arms cleverly, and says something to her from time to time.

This is what Mu Beiting and he went upstairs every year.

His eyes suddenly softened down, with a bouquet in his hand, before he planned to move forward.

Year after year, he suddenly ran forward and threw himself into Su Xiangwan's arms: "evening, I miss you so much!"

Mu Beiting stopped and his face turned black.

Just to the mouth of the words Sheng swallow back.

This stinky kid, he's got all his lines!

Su Xiangwan takes the rose and kisses every year's small face: "Mom also wants you."

Mu Beiting coughed his throat and sat down beside Su Xiangwan. He was going to give her the flowers.

Every year, he pulled Su Xiangwan's hand again and attracted her attention. Then he gave Su Xiangwan that bunch of red roses and said in a soft voice, "Ma Ma Ma, I love you."

Su Xiangwan happily picked up the rose and rubbed her little head every year: "Ma Ma likes it very much. The rose is so beautiful."

Mu Beiting only felt that a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his heart, and he was about to vomit blood and die.

This little son of a bitch, he said everything he wanted to say! What else did he say?

And I like Platycodon grandiflorum in the evening and tomorrow. How can I say I like roses.

Su Xiangwan turned his head and looked at Xiangmu Beiting. Seeing that he was holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, he couldn't help laughing and said, "for me?"

"Yes." Mu Beiting put the bouquet in front of her without any expression. He wanted to say something, but he felt that the flowers had been finished by his son, without sincerity.

Su bent her eyes and said with a smile, "thank you."

After that, she gently put down the soft and soft, turned to find the vase, and put the two bouquets of flowers seriously.

Mu Beiting swept every year, his face was a little ugly.

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after a while, dinner is served.

On this birthday, Su Xiangwan didn't plan to go outside. Instead, she planned to get together with the four of them.

As the meal was still being prepared, Su was not in a hurry.

Every year, he took Su Xiangwan's hand to the side of the cupboard and pointed to the two cake boxes placed side by side. The sound of milk and the air way of milk said, "Dad made it, I made it."

Looking at two cakes, one big and one small, Su said in a warm voice: "we are really good every year. We can make our own cakes ~!"

Mu Beiting couldn't help walking forward and hugging her from behind, murmured and aggrieved: "I did it myself."

Su turned to the evening and gave him a kiss on the face and said, "you are good too."

Mu Beiting snorted and put his hands around her waist and refused to let go. He was dissatisfied and said, "you have to like mine more."

Su looked down at his son in the evening. Seeing that he didn't care, he said, "well, I like you."

Mu Beiting drooped his eyes, discontented: "evening, you perfunctory me."

Su couldn't, so she had to carry two cakes to the table and said in a warm voice, "I'll open it first and see which one of you can do better."

Mu Beiting didn't stop her, and every year he sat on a chair, his hands on the back of the chair, chin on it, watching Su open the cake in the evening.

Su Xiangwan demolished it year after year. After all, every year is a child. She guessed that he must be more expectant.

After su Xiangwan opened it, Mu Beiting also took a few eyes and couldn't help but curl his mouth.

I have to admit that although this boy is young and uneven in strength, he is very good at decorating.