Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting looked at the rose in Nian Nian's arms and snorted softly.

I like lisianthus flowers most late in the evening, and I will definitely like him even more.

When the two arrived home, Su Xiangwan was watching cartoons with soft arms.

The little dumpling Yuxue is cute, with two small tugging sticks, and she is particularly cleverly shrunk in Su Xiangwan's arms, babbling with her from time to time.

Mu Beiting and Nian Nian only went upstairs, what they saw was this scene.

His eyes softened suddenly, holding the bouquet in his hand before going forward.

Nian Nian, who was beside him, suddenly ran forward and threw himself into Su Xiangwan's arms: "Late night, I miss you so much~!"

Mu Beiting paused, his face darkened a bit.

The words that came to the lips were swallowed back.

This stinky kid, grabbed all his lines!

Su Xiangwan took the rose and kissed the little face of the year: "Mom misses you, too."

Mu Beiting coughed his throat, and was about to hand the flowers to her after sitting next to Su Xiangwan.

Year after year he pulled Su Xiangwan's hand again to draw her attention away, and then handed the bunch of red roses to Su Xiangwan, and said softly: "Ma Ma, I love you."

Su Xiangwan happily took the rose over and rubbed his little head every year: "Mama 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 **** has said everything he wants to say! What else did he say?

And if you like platycodons in the late night, how can you say that you like roses?

Su Xiangwan turned his head and looked at Mu Beiting. Seeing that he was holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, he couldn't help but smiled, "For me?"

"En." Mu Beiting handed the bouquet to her expressionlessly, trying to say something, but felt that the flowers had been finished by his son, and he was not sincere.

Su Xiangwan bent his eyes and smiled: "Thank you."

After that, she gently put down the softness, turned around and found the vase and carefully inserted the two bunches of flowers.

Mu Beiting glanced lightly every year, his face a little ugly.

Not long afterwards, supper is on the table.

For this birthday, Su Xiangwan didn't plan to go outside. He planned to simply get together with the four of them.

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

Year after year, I dragged Su Xiangwan's hand to the chest of drawers on the side, pointed at the two cake boxes placed side by side, and said, "Daddy did it, I did it."

Looking at the two cakes, one big and one small, Su Xiangwan said warmly: "We are so good every year, we can make our own cakes~!"

Mu Beiting couldn't help stepping forward, holding her from behind, muffled and said aggrieved: "I also did it myself."

Su Xiangwan turned his head and kissed him on the face: "You are also great."

Mu Beiting snorted softly, wrapped her hands around her waist and refused to let go, and said dissatisfied: "You have to like me more."

Su Xiangwan looked down at his son and saw that he didn't care, so he said, "Well, I like you."

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and said with dissatisfaction: "Late night, you perfunct me."

Su Xiangwan couldn't, so he walked to the dining table with two cakes, and said warmly: "Then I will open it first and see who of you is doing better."

Mu Beiting didn't stop her either, and He Niannian sat in a chair instead, with his hands on the upper edge of the back of the chair, his chin resting on it, watching Su Xiangwan unpacking the cake.

Su Xiangwan's first demolished Nian Nian, after all Nian Nian is a child, she guessed that he must be more looking forward to it.

After Su Xiangwan opened, Mu Beiting also took a few glances, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

I have to admit that although this kid is young and has uneven strength, he is triumphant but he is very good at decorating.