After being pregnant with the baby of the president next door [Transmigration Book]

Well, if you spray it out on purpose again, Dad will be angry. "

Cheng Yiqin's tone changed from gentle to somewhat serious, and Chu Yiyang could fully understand his mood.

Little Xingxing blinked, nodded obediently, then pouted, and blew lightly on the candle with the number "1" pattern.

The fire that was still jumping was extinguished, and a small string of smoke was brought up, which quickly dissipated.

The three of them applauded tacitly.

"Little Xingxing, you are so obedient. This is a good boy who listens to his father." Cheng Yiqin touched Xiao Xingxing's head through the hollow birthday hat, not to mention how happy he was for his obedience.

"Happy birthday to the young master, happy every day, happy growth."

After Cheng Yiqin finished speaking, Uncle Yu also sent blessings to Little Xingxing. They are so harmonious and harmonious at the moment.

In the midst of joy, Cheng Yiqin let Little Xingxing hold the plastic knife, while he took Little Xingxing's hand and led him to cut the first knife of the cake.