Jiang Ziyue made a zipper gesture on his mouth, then closed his mouth and leaned on the car seat, looking at Jiang Xiyan with his eyes.
Jiang Xiyan turned her head away from Jiang Ziyue's pitiful eyes. This little girl will always know her own weaknesses. If she continues to look at her, she will not be able to help but let her little princess speak, and then the content of her words will not be involved.
Something.
Nangong Ling smiled and looked at the expressions of the mother and daughter in the rearview mirror. The happiness from the heart made him feel a kind of sweetness.
The car stopped in front of the Marriott Hotel. The waiter stepped forward to open the door. Jiang Ziyue jumped out of the car first. Then Jiang Xiyan got out of the car almost at the same time as Nangong Ling. The parking boy took Nangong's car over.
Ling took the key in his hand and drove the car towards the garage.
In the private room on the second floor, tableware was neatly placed, and there were also a few roses in full bloom. The gauze curtains circled around the small dining table in the center, and they were reflected on the transparent glass wall.
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Jiang Xiyan looked at Nangong Ling in surprise, but Nangong Ling's face had turned to the side, not looking at her.
The waiter stepped forward and pulled out the chairs to arrange for them to sit down. First, he brought out a bottle of imported Lafite, and put ice cubes in a set of bottles below. From time to time, you could see the misty white smoke rising upwards.
Jiang Ziyue sat next to Nangong Ling, put the glass in front of him with her little hand, then took out another wine glass and placed it on the table in front of Jiang Xiyan. Because without Jiang Xiyan's consent, until now her
Her mouth was still closed, and she cast pitiful eyes on Jiang Xiyan.
Jiang Xiyan really couldn't stand such gazes, so she pinched Jiang Ziyue's face, and then kissed her on the side of her face: "Unlock it, but don't talk nonsense."
Jiang Ziyue happily hugged Jiang Xiyan's neck: "Thank you mommy, oops, I finally don't have to be a mute anymore."
Sitting back next to Nangong Ling, Jiang Ziyue's little hand pulled the corner of his clothes, and her eyes conveyed some information that outsiders didn't know.
Nangong Ling smiled back, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The waiter outside pushed the door open and came in. The dishes behind him were brought to the dining table one by one on the trolley. The dining table was filled with dishes, leaving an empty seat in the center.
, still needs something to fill it in.
After the trolley left, the big lights in the room were suddenly turned off, leaving only a few small lights next to them with dim light. The music started playing and the door was pushed open again.
A three-layer cake was slowly pushed in. The top was made of various kinds of cream. Jiang Xiyan's long hair, her purple dress, and even the colorful diamond necklace around her neck were all lifelike.
In the center is the princess dress worn by Jiang Ziyue, and the crown on her head further highlights her noble temperament.
On the other side was Nangong Ling. His cold-faced king's expression was exactly the same as his own. He was dressed in a black suit and placed next to two beauties, both big and small, which also highlighted his imperial aura.
Placed in front of the three of them was a lit candle, swaying with faint light, like a smiling face in the wind, blessing their happy family.
Jiang Xiyan was confused. Looking at this situation, one of them should have a birthday, but Jiang Ziyue's birthday had already passed in the UK, and his own birthday was also celebrated by Wen Weichen some time ago. Could it be!?
She turned her attention to Nangong Ling, but there was no expression on his face that she wanted, and Jiang Ziyue also had a mysterious look on his face and just smiled at her.
The waiter left, leaving only the three of them in the room. The music was still there, but it was replaced with another song called "Happy Birthday to You".
Nangong Ling pulled the two of them to the cake. Although the three people on it had different expressions, it was obvious that they were happily dependent on each other. They stopped and their voice became much gentler: "I have never celebrated my birthday.
Today is the first time, Xier, I will let you and Yueyue spend time with me every year from now on."
Jiang Xiyan turned her head and looked at Nangong Ling. He was so fascinating. With the faint light and handsome face, how could he not make women crazy about him: "Xier? Are you talking about me? But they
They all call me Xiaojiang, or Yanyan."
Jiang Ziyue looked helpless. Her mother really didn't know what to say to her. She could even understand this small problem. Jiang Xiyan could not understand: "Miss Cherry, you don't want to
When your lover calls your name, it’s no different from others, right?”
Jiang Xiyan stretched out her hand as if to hit Jiang Ziyue's head, but after reaching out in mid-air, she stopped, but her face looked a little unhappy: "Are you too precocious? It seems like you shouldn't understand these things.
Bar?"
Nangong Ling watched them quarreling without trying to stop them. As a gathering, this was how it was supposed to be, a mother who married her husband and raised her children, but from time to time she would be a little impatient, a naughty, cute and smart baby, and a father who could shield them from the wind and rain.
Jiang Ziyue dug her little mouth, raised her head and confronted Jiang Xiyan head-on, then took her hand and said coquettishly: "Mommy, if you don't celebrate Daddy's birthday, the candles will all be burned out. Let's sing Happy Birthday first."
After saying that, he came among them, started clapping his hands rhythmically, and sang loudly: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to daddy..."
Jiang Xiyan also clapped her hands and started singing along with Jiang Ziyue, but her eyes never left Nangong Ling for a moment. She didn't know if such a situation would happen again. If this was the last birthday she celebrated for him, then
Just let them enjoy it.
The smile on Nangong Ling's face has not fallen since he entered this room. A person who used to be ruthless can now sing birthday songs with them so warmly.
Finally, the music stopped and their singing stopped. Jiang Ziyue quickly took Nangong Ling's hand and said, "Daddy, make a wish, and then we will blow out the candles together."
Nangong Ling also made a naughty salute: "Yes, sir."
Jiang Xiyan next to her was shocked again, and then she saw Nangong Ling really closing her eyes, clasping her hands together and making a wish.
When Nangong Ling opened his eyes, the three of them blew out the candle together. Jiang Ziyue was so happy that he kept jumping and clapping his hands: "Oh, happy birthday daddy, long live daddy."
Jiang Xiyan looked at Nangong Ling, no longer as cold as before, but a bad idea flashed in her mind.
While Nangong Ling and Jiang Ziyue were laughing, she reached out to pick up a ball of cream from the bottom of the cake, then reached out and touched the cream on Nangong Ling's handsome face, revealing only a pair of black eyes.
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