Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

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I also secretly gave my son a bite of the cake, just one bite, it should be fine.

My son likes sweets better than me, licks his mouth, and wants it, but I didn't give it to him.

He held his mouth to cry, his aggrieved eyes were exactly the same as yours.

You used to like to look at me without crying. When I see your eyes like that, I feel soft and promise you everything.

Then, I gave him another bite.

Ok! If I missed it, I gave him two bites.

You lied just now, if you get angry, come into my dream at night and teach me a lesson!

Quietly, happy birthday, love your Jiu Shu.

Quietly put down the diary, got out of bed, took the notebook, and kept sliding and searching.

She wants to find the video of her birthday, and she wants to see the cake Jiu Shu made for her.

She wanted to see how Uncle Jiu lights a candle and makes a wish.

Such a cold and strong man would actually believe in such a thing as wishing.

It was forced to have no other way, only to place hopes on these nihilistic things.

Quietly stopped, I found...

Because only the lamp on the desk is on, the image is not very clear.

Quietly a little anxious, she wanted to see clearly what kind of cake Jiu Shu made for her.

When the candle was lit, the candlelight flickered and quietly saw Jiu Shu put his hands together, making a pious wish.

I have been crying quietly, but at this moment I can't cry anymore.

Quietly feel pain in the body, but I don't know where it hurts.

I also forgot how to breathe...

When I saw Jiu Shu blow out the candle, he quietly exhaled heavily.

Angina is like suffocation.

At this time, there was the cry of the child, quietly watching Jiu Shu walk to the bed, turned on the light, and picked up the war book.

Hold him in his arms and gently stroke his back, then hold him to make milk powder.

This time, I quietly saw the cake on the desk, a very small piece.

It is a naked cake. Although it is not very clear, it looks very beautiful and should be delicious.

Jiu Shu made this for her, and Jiu Shu also made a cake for her on her birthday.

Her Ninth Uncle can make cakes...

Not only quietly saw the cake, but also saw the war book lying on the shoulders of Uncle Jiu.

Therefore, when Uncle Jiu put the pacifier to his mouth, he actually avoided it.

I quietly heard Uncle Jiu say, "Today is mother's birthday, you have to say happy birthday to mother."

Zhan Qing kissed Zhan Shu's forehead, his movements were very light and gentle.

Zhan Shu doesn't know what birthday is, but he seems to understand what happiness is.

Just there, dancing and dancing with joy, quietly watching Zhan Shule, tears couldn't stop streaming down.

"It's so good, Dad will give you a bite of the cake. I made it for your mother."

Quietly watched Jiu Shu walk to the desk holding Zhan Shu, holding a small fork, and feeding Zhan Shu a bite of cake.

The sweet cake is delicious, I can see that Zhan Shu likes it.

Zhan Shu hugged Zhan Qing's neck and kissed him on the cheek, obviously a gesture of flattery.

"You can only have one bite, not cute." Zhan Qing put down his fork and said.

Because Zhan Shu turned his back to the camera, he couldn't see his expression.

But quietly watching the movement of Jiu Shu stroking his back, he could guess that the Zhan Shu should be crying.

Smiling and crying quietly, she waited for Uncle Jiu to feed him a second bite. If she were herself, she would definitely feed him a few more bites.

She can't see the child cry...