"Come and eat cake." Cheng Yiqin looked back at Chu Yiyang who was standing next to the switch of the crystal chandelier, and waved to him.

He couldn't wait to taste the cake, so Uncle Yu handed over the plastic knife and started cutting the cake.

Three people, plus a little Xingxing who has a very small appetite and can only eat a few mouthfuls of cream, such a cake is really too big for them.

"Put it in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow." Cheng Yiqin swallowed the last piece of cake, and seeing that everyone stopped eating and he himself was a little stuffed, he looked expectantly at Chu Yiyang, waiting for his agreement.

"Okay." Little stars appeared in Cheng Yiqin's eyes, how could he spoil his mood with a "no", besides, the cake can still be eaten overnight in the refrigerator, let's make it a dessert for him tomorrow.

Cheng Yiqin put away the cake and handed it to Uncle Yu to put it in the refrigerator, then stretched and sat back on the sofa, leaned back directly on the backrest, took the pillow and hugged it.

"It's killing me." He stretched out one hand to caress his slightly swollen belly, massaged gently clockwise, and said, "But it's very satisfying."

"dad--"

Little Xingxing stretched out his arms in Chu Yiyang's arms, looking like he was going to hug him. Chu Yiyang sat next to Cheng Yiqin, but he didn't hand him over to Cheng Yiqin to hold him, but let him sit on his lap , Tell him, "Dad is tired now, let him rest for a while, Dad will play with you for a while."

Seeing that little Xingxing didn't clamor for Cheng Yiqin's hug, Chu Yiyang hugged little Xingxing and put it on the sofa cushion.Little Xingxing sat obediently, waiting for his father to take out the box full of toys under the coffee table.

"Look at this little rabbit, do you like it?" Chu Yiyang took out a gray rabbit doll and shook it in front of Little Xingxing, "Isn't it interesting?"

The rabbit doll drooped its head. After Chu Yiyang stretched his hands in from under the fingertips, its head stood up, and it even had two front feet.

Chu Yiyang's fingers secretly manipulated it, and the little rabbit seemed to want to have a life.

"Tutu—want——" Little Xingxing's attention was completely attracted, and he opened his arms and shouted to play.

"Okay, here you are." After Chu Yiyang gave out the rabbit doll, he still didn't forget to take a look at Cheng Yiqin, only to realize that the man was actually holding a mobile phone, and the camera was aimed at the two of them.

The scene when the father and son were together was particularly harmonious. Cheng Yiqin always felt that these beautiful moments should be recorded, so he quickly took out his phone from his pocket, not wanting to miss this opportunity.

"Cheng Yiqin."

When Chu Yiyang turned his head, his full face was captured in the mirror. Cheng Yiqin was afraid that he would show up in the painting, so he specially moved the camera to his side.

Just now he had been staring at the phone screen and sniggering, and now he suddenly heard someone calling him, and thought it was an illusion, but when he saw Yiyang's face that became more and more serious, he suddenly realized that he was called just now. His own person is Chu Yiyang.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yiqin quickly saved the short video, put down his phone and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Where did I secretly film, right under your nose, isn't it just filming?" Cheng Yiqin was not convinced by Chu Yiyang's words, he said confidently.

"Let's just treat you as aboveboard, then tell me, why did you take pictures of me?" Chu Yiyang saw Cheng Yiqin's camera all over his face just now, and thought he was only taking pictures of himself.

"You're a bit narcissistic now. I'm not only shooting you, but also little stars. I'm shooting the warm scenes of you father and son, and I don't want to shoot you." Cheng Yiqin retorted, he felt that he was reasonable, He is still righteous and strong.

Chu Yiyang thought what he said was true, but in fact he was not angry about it, but seeing Cheng Yiqin smiling nymphetically at him, he wanted to hear what he had to say.

But now it seems that it is better not to ask this question, and in the end, I also got the title of "narcissism".

"Then you continue to shoot, why are you guilty?" Chu Yiyang tilted his head slightly, staring at Cheng Yiqin with a half-smile.

Cheng Yiqin originally thought that his silence just now was because he was so speechless by himself, but unexpectedly...

"Okay, you asked me to shoot, so I will continue to shoot!" Finally Cheng Yiqin added, "I'm not guilty, I'm just right."

Chu Yiyang has no choice if he insists on emphasizing it so much, just take it as what he said is true.

Seeing his unconvinced expression, Cheng Yiqin didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and continued to pick up the phone and click on the video with a soft snort.

When the two of them came to such a play, Little Xingxing was completely unaffected, and had a good time with a little rabbit.But his hands are small, and he can't make the little rabbit move easily like his father, so he has been tinkering with how to do it.

Because it has not been able to show the effect of Chu Yiyang just now, Little Xingxing changed from serious fiddling at the beginning to impatient nonsense, and in the end he was about to cry.

Chu Yiyang quickly took the rabbit in his hand, put it on his hand and continued to make him laugh, and at the same time pretended that the rabbit was talking, and introduced other toys to Little Xingxing.

"Hello little star, I'm Mr. Rabbit, now I want to introduce you to my companion, it's a small iron train." As he said that, Chu Yiyang took the small train out of the box and held it up on the In front of the little star.

"That's it, little Xingxing, you can play with him for a while now, I think he will be very happy."

Chu Yiyang continued to hold the little train, waiting for little Xingxing to take him away.

Little Xingxing opened a pair of big eyes, stared at the little train for a long time, and then looked back at the "Mr. Rabbit" whose voice sounded like his father.

After repeating this several times, he finally took the little train in Chu Yiyang's hand, put it on the sofa and let it move forward manually.

"Hello, Mr. Rabbit."

Seeing that Little Xingxing was in a better mood again, Chu Yiyang felt a little bit relieved, and then he heard Cheng Yiqin's clear voice with a bit of a smile ringing in his ears.

Chu Yiyang looked at him, and once again his entire face came into the camera, "Hello, Mrs. Rabbit."

Chu Yiyang is very photogenic, even though Cheng Yiqin's camera has almost covered his face, and his face on the screen has been enlarged a lot, but he still looks like a man who walked out of a book, with exquisite facial features and perfect lines.

That "Madame Rabbit", coupled with his own deep voice, and the corners of his lips that seemed to be upturned, made Cheng Yiqin's heart melt when he heard it.

"Hey!" Cheng Yiqin responded, but he laughed first, showing his bright teeth, and even his eyes crooked.

Suddenly, a kiss fell on Chu Yiyang's cheek like a touch of water, and the soft lips left as soon as they touched the skin.

Cheng Yiqin's rare initiative caught Chu Yiyang a little off guard, but at the same time he was not willing to leave with this kiss, but now that there is a little star here, it seems inappropriate to kiss him heartily.

And Little Xingxing was really tired of playing with the little train, as soon as he looked up, he saw Cheng Yiqin kissing Chu Yiyang quickly.

He thought that his father and his father were playing some interesting game, and immediately yelled "Aww" and moved his little face closer, as if he wanted to get his father's kiss.

"Here we come." Cheng Yiqin lightly tapped the tip of Little Xingxing's nose, smiled lovingly, leaned over to peck him on the face, and made a special "mua" sound.

Now Little Xingxing was happy, and buried his head to continue playing with his little train, and took "Mr. Rabbit" from Chu Yiyang's hand by the way.

"Little Xingxing is really a clever little guy, he 'tricked' his father into kissing him just like that."

"What's the matter, are you envious or jealous?"

Cheng Yiqin asked tentatively, and what he got was a noncommittal smile from the person opposite.

Cheng Yiqin's birthday passed in this warm and ordinary way. Chu Yiyang didn't give him any presents, but promised to take him and Xiao Xingxing to Sun Moon Lake after his work was no longer so busy. Lake tour.

This is also something they started to consider last year, but too many things have been postponed, and it will finally be put on the agenda in the next month.

"Cheng Yiqin, I didn't give you any presents this year, would you be unhappy?"

At 10:30 in the evening, the two of Chu and Cheng were lying on the bed. The room was still the same. Most of the area was dark, except for the little light beside the bed of Little Xingxing.

The room was originally very quiet, Cheng Yiqin felt dizzy and was about to fall asleep, but when he heard a muffled sound coming from his ear, his half-closed eyes immediately opened again.

"Do you see me as someone who is unhappy? I am already satisfied with cake."

"Is that enough?" A big hand reached out quietly, grabbed Cheng Yiqin's hand hidden under the blanket, wrapped it tightly in the palm, and passed the warmth over at the same time.

"Of course it's not enough, it's not that you are all by my side, and this is enough."

Cheng Yiqin's voice softened, Chu Yiyang thought he was drowsy, but he didn't know that he was not asleep, but his thoughts were drifting away.

He remembered that he had celebrated his birthday alone all these years. He bought himself a small cake every time, lit candles, sang birthday songs, and made a wish to eat the cake. Besides, there was no one else by his side.

But now beside him is Chu Yiyang, Little Xingxing, and Uncle Yu, a small family that is round and beautiful.

Slowly, Cheng Yiqin really fell asleep unconsciously, sleeping soundly and comfortably.

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