Shen Qingqing's ruddy cheek was rubbed with a piece of white cream. When she touched it with her hand, she had a larger area. Even the tip of her nose was covered with cream. She looked very funny and lovely.

"Mommy, you look like an old man with a white beard now. Ha ha ha ha... "

Even Leng Shaoheng can't help laughing. His smile goes straight to the bottom of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth outline the trace of tenderness.

She was also rendered by such a warm scene. She smeared a handful of cream on the cake, spread her hands evenly on her small face and said with a smile, "does that ink look like a snowman now?"

With snow-white words, Mo sticks out his tongue, licks the cream around his mouth, and says, "no, Mo is snow white!"

Shen Qingqing succeeded in being amused by him and made a big and small group.

"Not on dad's face yet!" Cold words Mo suddenly reminds a way.

Shen Qingqing bent her lips, and a trace of evil appeared in her clear eyes. She stretched out her hands full of cream to Leng Shaoheng.

Leng Shaoheng's expression was awe inspiring, and he quickly dodged to one side, "Leng Yanmo, if you do this nonsense again, I won't buy you a birthday cake next year!"

The sneer Mo immediately converges, Du wears the small mouth to make the dissatisfaction appearance.

Birthday is to be happy, Shen Qingqing, regardless of whether he is Gao Leng president or national God, raised his chin provocatively, "Mo Mo, don't be afraid, your father won't buy it for you, Mommy will buy it for you!"

Say, she once again toward cold Shaoheng rushed in the past.

She looks at Wen Wen quietly on weekdays, and really fights. Her fighting power is no worse than that of the boy. Leng Shaoheng flashes left and right, and she almost meets her several times.

The space in the kitchen is limited. Even if Leng Shaoheng is dexterous, he can't avoid her attack. Besides, Leng Yanmo claps his hands and cheers, encircles behind him and makes a mess for adults and children.

Finally, Shen Qingqing turns around and almost bumps into the corner of Liuli terrace. Leng Shaoheng has to hold her in his arms and stand still, letting her spread cream all over her face.

"Ha ha ha, Mo Mo, look, does your father look like Santa Claus now?" Shen Qingqing's eyes and eyebrows were bent, and she couldn't stand up with a smile.

"Is that enough? If you have enough trouble, clean up the kitchen. " Leng Shaoheng said expressionless, "and your face, hurry to wash it!"

If it wasn't for the falling cream on his face, words would be more deterrent.

But now, Shen Qingqing and lengyanmo are both laughing.

He gritted his teeth, "next year, Mo Mo's birthday, no one is allowed to buy him a cream cake, buy a cake embryo and insert two candles!"

Shen Qingqing doesn't think so. With her support, Leng Yanmo doesn't care about Leng Shaoheng's threat. They look at him with a smile.

Leng Shaoheng had nothing to do with this big one and said angrily, "wash your face quickly and go back to sleep!"

When he finished, he turned out of the kitchen, but his thin lips rose slightly.

……

At midnight last night, Shen Qingqing put lengyanmo to sleep, then went to clean up the kitchen, and went to bed at 1 a.m.

After getting up in the morning, the whole person emptied for a few seconds, but before he could recover from his sleep, he was dragged by lengyanmo and shook his arm.

"Mommy, I said that I would accompany Mo Mo to the amusement park today. Why don't you get up? Dad has made breakfast!"

She lifted the quilt, pinched her small face and said with sleepiness, "OK, OK, I'll get up now!"

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