Chapter 1276 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 1278

I also secretly gave my son a bite of cake, just one bite, it should be fine.

My son likes sweets more than me. He licked his mouth and wanted more, but I didn't give it to him.

He was holding his mouth to cry, and his aggrieved eyes were exactly the same as yours.

In the past, you liked to look at me whether you wanted to cry or not. As soon as I saw that look in your eyes, I became soft-hearted and would agree to anything.

Then, I gave him another bite.

All right! I forgot to mention that I gave him two bites.

I lied just now. If you get angry, come to my dream at night and teach me a lesson!

Quietly, happy birthday to my uncle Jiu who loves you.

He quietly put down the diary, got out of bed, took the notebook, and rummaged through it with his fingers.

She wants to find the video of her birthday, and she wants to see the cake Uncle Jiu made for her.

She wanted to see Uncle Jiu light a candle and make a wish.

Such a cold and strong man would actually believe in making a wish.

It was because I was forced to have no choice but to place my hope on these vain things.

Quietly, my hand stopped and found...

Because only the desk lamp on the desk was on, the image was not very clear.

Quietly, she was a little anxious. She wanted to see clearly what kind of cake Uncle Jiu had made for her.

When the candle was lit, the candlelight flickered, and I quietly saw Uncle Jiu clasping his hands together and making a pious wish.

I have been crying quietly, but at this moment I can't cry anymore.

I secretly felt pain in my body, but I didn't know where it was.

I also forgot how to breathe...

When she saw Uncle Jiu blowing out the candle, Qing Qing breathed out a heavy breath.

Angina pectoris feels like suffocation.

At this time, the child's cry was heard, and he quietly watched Uncle Jiu walk to the bed, turn on the light, and pick up the letter of war.

Hold him in your arms and gently stroke his back, then hold him to prepare milk powder.

This time I quietly looked at the cake on the desk, it was a very small piece.

It's a naked cake. Although I can't see it very clearly, it looks very beautiful and should be delicious.

Uncle Jiu made this for her. Uncle Jiu also made a cake for her on her previous birthday.

Her uncle Jiu can make cakes...

Not only did he quietly see the cake, but he also saw the battle letter lying on Uncle Jiu's shoulder.

Therefore, when Uncle Jiu brought the pacifier to his mouth, he actually dodged it.

I quietly heard Uncle Jiu say, "Today is mom's birthday, you have to say happy birthday to mom."

Zhan Qing kissed Zhan Shu's forehead, his movements gentle and gentle.

Zhan Shu doesn't know what a birthday is, but he seems to understand what happiness is.

He was dancing happily there, quietly watching Zhan Shule, and couldn't stop his tears from flowing down.

"You're so good. Dad will give you a piece of cake. I made it for your mother myself."

Quietly watching Uncle Jiu carrying Zhan Shu to the desk, holding a small fork and feeding Zhan Shu a bite of cake.

The sweet cake is delicious and I can tell Zhan Shu likes it.

Zhan Shu hugged Zhan Qing's neck and kissed him on the face, which was an obvious move to please him.

"You can only eat one bite, and you can't act cute." Zhan Qing put down his fork and said.

Because Zhan Shu has his back to the camera, his expression cannot be seen.

But quietly watching Uncle Jiu caressing his back, one could guess that Zhan Shu was probably crying.

Smiling quietly and crying, she waited for Uncle Jiu to feed him a second mouthful. If it were her, she would definitely feed him a few more mouthfuls.

She didn't want to see her child cry...