My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

The scene in front of her made Ling Ling freeze in place.After pushing open this door, many unfamiliar decorations appeared in the familiar yard.

All kinds of ribbon balloons are festive, flowers are arranged on the sides, and there are his favorite cartoon characters.

Xianyu deliberately waited for half a minute before walking over and putting his hands on Lingling's shoulders, his deep voice was gentle.

"Happy fourth birthday to little Xianling."

Dad's words brought Ling Ling back to his senses in an instant, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Dad.

He didn't remember that his birthday was today, and it was a completely unexpected surprise for him.

"dad……"

"Why don't you go in and have a look?"

After Xianyu noticed the tears in his eyes, he hastily pushed his back lightly.

Ling Ling sniffed, nodded and walked in.

In the courtyard, a red carpet was even laid out in a grand manner, and the old man's most precious trees were also tied with colorful ribbons and balloons with cartoon animal images.

After looking at the yard, Lingling walked to the door, pushed hard and found that it was not opened, so Xianyu walked over and pressed the doorknob.

"Let's go."

Ling Ling poked her head in cautiously, planning to take a look at what there was first.

The curtains in the living room have a good blackout effect. After all the curtains are drawn, only some shadows can be seen vaguely.

Blur everything else, leaving only the cake with four birthday candles in the center standing out.

Before Ling Ling could even take a closer look, she heard the birthday song first, the voice of a child, followed by the voices of his father and grandfather.

"Go in and make a wish, then blow out the candles."

As soon as she heard her father say this, Ling Ling felt her head go heavy, and subconsciously wanted to look up.

Xianyu helped him put his birthday hat back on, and reminded: "If you look up, this one will fall off."

"Is this good looking, Dad? I want to see it too."

Ling Ling only felt very heavy, and she was very curious about what it was like.

"Go and make a wish first and blow out the candles. Wishes cannot be spoken out. Don't keep your friends waiting."

"Oh."

Walking towards the candlelight place, the middlemost seat was empty, Ling Ling sat there with his hands on his chest, slightly lowered his head and closed his eyes, and made his birthday wish very piously.

The light of the candle was slightly yellow, and Xianyu stood on the side and stared at Lingling, inexplicably feeling that there must be himself in this boy's birthday wish.

"Blow out the candles, baby."

Lingling opened her eyes after hearing this, took a deep breath, and blew it down on the four candles.

After the candles were extinguished, several companion children said happy birthday in unison while jumping.

At this moment, the crystal lamp in the living room was turned on by the butler, and Ling Ling blushed and said thank you to her good friends.

Xianyu took out the cakes that were ready to be cut, and handed them to Lingling. It doesn't matter whether the cakes look good or not, the important thing is that the little birthday star has a sense of participation.

Holding the plastic knife, Lingling dug out the most beautiful and delicious little person on the plate and handed it to his father.

When Xianyu reached out to take it, he dipped a little cream on the edge with his fingertips and spread it on Lingling's nose.

Ling Ling, who was staring at the remaining cake, never thought that his father was playing tricks, and even raised his head to make it easier for his father to move, thinking that his father might be cleaning the dust for him.

Next, the cub with the cream on the tip of his nose found that his friends were laughing at him after cutting the cake, moved a small bench and sat down beside his father, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, why are they laughing at me? Is the cake cut ugly?"

"Did you not see your own nose?"

Lingling, who was just thinking about cutting the cake, tried to look at his nose after being reminded by his father. When he saw the white cream, he hurriedly took out a paper towel and wiped it off by himself, wondering why his father didn't wipe it off for him .

The cake I bought wasn't too big, but there was still a lot left after the end. I kept a small piece and distributed the rest to the servants in the villa.

Just at this time, the chef prepared dinner. In another dining room dedicated to entertaining guests, the rectangular table was filled with children's favorite dishes.

The old man couldn't get used to eating those things, so he stayed at the dining table where he usually ate at home, thinking about taking care of the children, so he sat next to Lingling.

Although Lingling is still quite young now, the friends the teacher mentioned are surprisingly good, and each child has a very good personality.

After dinner, Ling Ling took them upstairs to watch cartoons in the private cinema, while Xian Yu went upstairs and put the gift he had prepared for Ling Ling in Ling Ling's room.

At 07:30, just after watching the cartoon, the driver in the villa sent the children back one by one.

Xianyu and his son are sitting on the sofa in the living room, Lingling is unwrapping the presents given to him by his good friends.

It can be seen that they are all handmade, full of childishness, and greeting cards occupy most of them.

"Dad, I'm so happy."

After unwrapping the presents, Ling Ling turned around and climbed onto his father's body, and kissed his father hard.

The old man sitting across from them saw this scene, and snorted angrily. He was the one who had worked so hard to prepare for so many days, and this kid was only thinking about his father!

After Ling Ling heard Grandpa's voice, she hurried over and kissed Grandpa too.

"I love grandpa the most."

The old man knew very well who was the most important one in this little guy's heart, but he felt very comfortable being coaxed after hearing this, and took out the red envelope he had prepared long ago.

"Thank you grandpa~"

After finishing the words of thanks, the old man was still sitting there, just watching Lingling stuff the thick red envelope he had prepared into the idle pocket of his clothes.

Xianyu and the parents of those classmates confirmed that those children had really arrived home safely, and then led Lingling to the other side.

The cub who was being led away by his father did not forget to turn his head to look at the housekeeper uncle and said, "Uncle, help me put the gift into that room."

When he arrived at the place, Lingling saw the unfinished portion of cake, tilted his head curiously and asked, "Dad, do you want to eat cake again?"

This small piece was left by Xianyu for special use at this time. When Ling Ling stood on tiptoe to help him cut it, he spread the cream on Ling Ling's face.

Confused, Ling Ling subconsciously turned her head to glance at his father, and immediately reacted with some cream and wanted to paste it back.

At the end of the game, both of their hair and faces were covered with cream. Lingling put the last bit of cream on his father's side face, happily akimbo.

"Humph~"

Xian Yu deliberately accompanied him, Ling Ling had a great time playing, when he was taken to wash his hair, he was still thinking about punching his father again later!

The weather is still cold now, after washing, my aunt helped Lingling dry her hair, and took a shower and changed into pajamas.

Lingling didn't go back to her own room, but ran to her father's bedroom to stay, first rolled a few times on the bed, moved the small bench in the living room, and waited there.

As soon as Xian Yu opened the bathroom door, he saw Ling Ling running in front of him, rubbing his freshly washed hair and asking, "What's wrong?"

"Dad, where's my birthday present?"

In the past, Lingling would never have dared to ask such a question, but now his father is so kind that Lingling has become much more courageous.

Not only did he ask, but his attitude was also very righteous.

Xianyu squatted down in front of him, and gently pinched his face.

"Do you still have a birthday present?"

"Yes, I guessed it. Dad, you were not too busy with work before. You just didn't want me to see grandpa preparing this."

Seeing his clever appearance, Xianyu tapped his head lightly.

"It's in your bedroom, go and see for yourself."

"Great."

The cub in the plush Siamese pajamas ran fast, and there was only a small bench left. Xianyu put the bench aside, lifted the quilt and was ready to sleep.

On the other side, Ling Ling went to his room and saw a figure surrounded by colored lights, which was his favorite one before.

Carefully took the things out of the raffia, and when the figure was standing, its eyes were still glowing, which was very cool.

Lingling put it on her desk, lay there staring at it for a long time, when the auntie's urging voice sounded outside the door, she hurried to the bed and lay down.

Hiding in the quilt, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt and continued to laugh, feeling out of breath and wanting to get out to get some air, he found that Fatty had come to his room at some point.

I have begun to see the round fat cat for the first time, and I also wear a very festive pendant around its neck.

Xianyu was about to go to sleep, but before he fell asleep, his phone rang, and the caller was Song Yu, whom he had seen in the mall last time.

"Xianyu, your family can really make a fuss. Your son is only four years old, right? Even if you put so much effort into doing this, won't he forget all about it when he grows up?"

Song Yu felt that the two of them were very familiar with each other, so he spoke directly.

When Xian Yu heard these words, what he thought of was that when Ling Ling sent those children away, he was still holding his hand in the yard, staring at the colorful lights that were lit up at night for a long time, his eyes were so happy There is light in it.

"I don't want to try to figure out what he can remember."

He didn't want Ling Ling to remember that when he grew up, he prepared these things to be grateful to himself, just to make him happy today.

"If you have time to come out and play together, I'm suffocated to death at home every day."

Song Yu noticed that Xianyu's tone was not right, so he stopped talking about that topic and brought up other things instead.

"The company is too busy and I don't have time. It's time for me to rest now. I'll hang up first."

After finishing speaking, Xianyu hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

Early the next morning, while Xianyu was still asleep, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears.

"father!"