Fu Shiting: "I don't know, you don't need to worry about them."

Qin An'an: "let's buy a bigger one! How about ten inches?"

Fu Shiting said to the clerk, "Ten inches."

The clerk smiled and said, "Okay. Are you two in love? It's a good relationship."

Qin An'an's face turned red with a swish.

Fu Shiting looked at the shelf next to him: "Would you like to buy something else and take it back?"

Qin An'an: "No need..."

"Buy some! Take it back to your mother to eat."

Qin Anan felt amused when he saw that his cheeks were flushed: "Okay! Buy some."

after an hour.

Qin Anan pushed a wheelchair out of the cake shop.

Fu Shiting was holding the cake, and the expression on his face was a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there were not many pedestrians on the street.

It's only about five degrees outside today.

He felt that there was a fire around him, enough to resist the cold.

The two returned to the hotel.

In the private room, everyone has arrived.

The originally hot atmosphere was instantly silent.

Fu Shiting was wearing a white sweater, and his temperament changed greatly, as if he was several years younger.

And he was holding a big cake...especially against the law.

He never eats sweets, everyone knows that.

"You two went to buy a cake?" Sheng Bei cleared his throat and walked up to the two of them, "I brought a cake too. But you didn't buy a big one."

Qin Anan was embarrassed by them and explained, "He said he wanted to eat cake, so he went to buy one."

Sheng Bei coughed: "He said he wanted to eat cake?"

Qin An'an: "Well. Are they all there? If they are all there, I'll take the cake apart."

After she went to unpack the cake, Sheng Bei reached out and touched the sweater on Fu Shiting's body, and teased: "This wool is quite soft. Miss Qin's craftsmanship is good! But, isn't it too hot for you to wear this indoors? Otherwise, I will Take it off for you!"

Fu Shiting lifted his hand: "Don't touch me."

Sheng Bei smiled and pushed him to the table, taking the main seat.

After Qin Anan put the cake on the table, Sheng Bei asked the waiter to serve it.

Fu Shiting took out the candles from the cake box and inserted them into the cake one by one.

Everyone was stunned!

Is President Fu so leisurely?

Didn't he say he didn't like birthdays?

But looking at his state today, he seems to be enjoying it!

After the candle was inserted, Fu Shiting suddenly took out a lighter from his pocket! Fire it up!

The flames came out, and everyone was stunned again!

Qin Anan said embarrassedly, "I usually light candles at night, right?"

Sheng Bei strode to the window and closed the curtains: "No problem! As long as Shi Ting wants to order it, you can order it anytime!"

The moment the curtains were drawn, the vision in the house darkened.

Sheng Bei is particularly good at analyzing Fu Shiting's psychological activities.

So after he lit the candle, Sheng Bei asked, "Shiting, did you buy a new lighter? Lend me a cigarette."

Fu Shiting put the lighter back in his pocket, stingy, and said, "Qin An'an sent it."

"Miss Qin, you actually gave two gifts, you have a heart!" Sheng Bei boasted.

Qin Anan was a little ashamed and could only change the subject: "Let's sing a birthday song!"

Saying that, she raised her head.

Everyone immediately followed her rhythm.

After a hot birthday song, Fu Shiting closed his eyes and made a wish.

Qin Anan looked at Fu Shiting's beautiful face under the light and shadow, and wandered away.

So curious.

What will he wish for? JrNovels.com