"But now it's very late and the shops are closed. Mommy can't buy you cakes and presents." She said with guilt.

Seeing her small face drooping down, she felt more guilty, and her heart was as painful as pulling.

"Momo, you bring mummy to the kitchen." Leng Shaoheng standing by the door said suddenly.

After listening to the cold words, Mo's eyes lit up and took Shen Qingqing's hand to the kitchen.

The kitchen didn't turn on the light, and her vision was dim. She was afraid that there would be steps under her feet and she would bump into the cold words. She reached out to touch the switch on the wall, but she felt a big palm.

The other side's backhand held her hand, she felt the dryness and warmth of his palm, and said in dismay, "why don't you turn on the light?"

Leng Shaoheng leaned close to her ear, and her dumb voice became more and more provocative in the dark. "What do you do when you light a candle?"

Before her palpitation passed, there was a clear sound of lighter, and a spark lit up the whole kitchen.

Leng Shaoheng uses the lighter to light the candle on the cake, and the light in the kitchen gradually brightens up.

When lengyanmo saw the double-layer love shaped cake, he jumped up, clapped his hands and cried, "Mommy, we have a birthday cake to eat!"

"So you've already prepared the cake..."

Shen Qingqing bit her lip. Of course, she knew that Leng Shaoheng didn't take it out until now, not to surprise Leng Yanmo at the end, but because she got home and didn't want her to miss Leng Yanmo's birthday.

She felt a little moved in her heart. She bowed her head and touched Mo's small head. She said in a soft voice, "Mo Mo, make a wish, only once a year!"

Cold words ink hands tightly on the mouth, whispering something, and then opened his eyes and forced to blow out the candle.

The room darkens again. Shen Qingqing is afraid of the dark. But now she holds Leng Yanmo's little hand in her left hand, and her right hand is firmly held by Leng Shaoheng. On the contrary, she doesn't feel afraid at all.

Leng Shaoheng finally turns on the kitchen light. Leng Yanmo can't wait to cut the cake and take the initiative to reach the knife on the cutting board.

Fortunately, his altitude is not enough, and he was held by Leng Shaoheng in time.

"Don't use the knife. I'll cut it for you. The present is on the desk in your room. Go back and open it He said faintly.

Since Leng Yanmo was born, every year today, no matter how busy he is, he will take time to celebrate his birthday. Leng Yuwen will not remember his birthday, so only he and aunt Xiaolin will prepare birthday gifts for Leng Yanmo.

In front is a four-wheel drive car. Last year, it was a Transformers model. This year, it is a Disney limited edition watch.

Shen Qingqing felt guilty. She didn't prepare for anything, so she had to say, "Momo, Mommy won't go to work tomorrow. How about going to the amusement park with you to make up for your birthday?"

Lengyanmo's attention is now on the birthday cake, and he nods his head forcefully.

"You're not going to work tomorrow?" Leng Shaoheng cut a piece for him and put it on his small plate.

"Ask for leave. It's my first birthday with Mo mo. I can't be so perfunctory!" She had no choice but to smile.

Lengyanmo digs a small piece of cream from the cake and smears it on Shen Qingqing's smooth face when she doesn't pay attention.

She was still thinking about how to ask Jiang Fengming for leave. She felt the cool touch on her cheek. She touched it with her hand and found it was a piece of cream.

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