Chapter 1397

One day after marriage, it was another year's birthday for Su Xiangwan.

From kindergarten every year in advance, with a face full of steamed buns and wide eyes, he looks a little anxious.

After a while, after seeing the familiar license plate number, he said hello to the teacher and ran to the car.

Mu Beiting glanced at him without saying anything.

If it wasn't for his son, he really wanted to leave him in kindergarten.

Since the little bastard can talk quickly, he is just a flatterer. He sleeps with him for half a month and refuses to return to his room.

He spoils the little bastard so much that he has to wait until the smelly boy falls asleep every day to bring him back.

But every time it was late at night, she could not feed him several times.

Mu Beiting returned to his senses, and the light glanced at the ghost beside him, but he didn't know what gift he had prepared for the evening.

But it won't be better than what he sent.

I'm sure I'd prefer it later.

Thinking of this, Mu Beiting was relieved, and the whole person was comfortable.

More than ten minutes later, Mu Beiting led him into a cake shop every year.

They agreed to make a cake for the evening party.

So he came very early today and took leave with his teacher in advance every year.

"Sir, are you going to choose the cake?" The shop assistant came forward to speak attentively and couldn't help looking at Mu Beiting secretly.

She has not seen such a handsome man, but looked at the face a little cold, as if not very easy to approach.

But it seems that the little Zhengtai next to him should be his son, so cute.

Mu Beiting didn't wait to open his mouth, some fat boss rushed out in a hurry, full of smiles, his face was full of wrinkles: "Mu Shao is coming, please come inside."

Before coming here today, Mu Beiting has asked Shangwen to inform the boss in advance and prepare the best production materials.

After all, every year and softness are children, and he is not at ease that they eat something bad.

After following the boss, the father and son entered a separate production room. Two turntables, one large and one small, were placed side by side, with the same production tools on each side. The visit was neat and shiny.

The boss personally demonstrated it with another turntable, covering up and explaining at the same time.

However, in a few minutes, the father and son began to work one after another.

Every year, I was standing on a chair because I was not tall enough.

Mu Beiting takes off his coat and Shang Wenli takes it immediately.

Father and son are both serious, together with the sleeves of the shirt, the action is surprisingly consistent.

Mu Beiting used a 10 inch cake germ and a 6 inch one every year.

Mu Beiting swept a glance every year, the color of the eyes sank a few minutes.

Originally, he meant to let the little bastard do one with him, but he had so many ideas that he had to do everything by himself.

He would be too lazy to care about him, and he would never be beautiful.

Thinking of this, Mu Beiting's mood is much better and his action is more and more focused.

They first spread the cream evenly on the cake, then began to outline the lace and pattern, put candy and chocolate.

At this time, the gap between adults and children is revealed.

Although he is smart every year, he is still a small child. His movement is much slower than that of Mu Beiting, and he is far less delicate and beautiful than that handled by Mu Beiting.

Every year, he frowned and looked at Mu Beiting. Mu Beiting picked his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Hum." Every year, he snorted, and his delicate eyebrows wrinkled.