At six o'clock the next morning, she woke up very early, went to the ward, set up her mobile phone camera, and carefully organized her things.
Bo Zhanye was woken up, opened his eyes, looked at Lan Xixi who was busy coming and going, lowered his voice and asked: "What are you doing?"
"Shh." Lan Xixi made a silent gesture, then pointed to the ribbon in her hand and said in a low voice:
"Prepare for Xiao Mo's birthday."
After saying that, she continued to act.
Bo Zhanye watched her take out colorful ribbons and stick them on the wall, and then took out a bunch of things he had never seen before, his eyebrows slightly raised.
It's only six o'clock, but she actually got up specially to prepare for her child's birthday? And bought these things?
No one has ever been so considerate.
Lan Xixi posted a bunch of things, and in the end there was only a prince balloon left, which she wanted to stick on the English message "Happy Birthday" as an embellishment.
She was not tall enough, so she lifted a stool and stood on it. She stood on her toes and stretched out her arms, which was a bit difficult to do.
A slender long arm came from behind at this moment, took the balloon in her hand, and pasted it to the wall easily.
Lan Xixi turned her eyes in surprise and saw Bo Zhanye's handsome face and tall nose.
His chest was pressed against her back, and she could vaguely feel the warmth of his body. He was healthy and breathing tight:
"Thank you, thank you."
Bo Zhanye glanced across her face and lifted his lips: "I should be the one thanking you for taking the trouble for Xiao Mo."
The distance was too close, and the breath when he spoke sprayed on his face, making it hot and itchy.
Inexplicably, Lan Xixi felt very cramped as soon as she got close to him.
She fluttered her eyelashes: "No, it's okay. I like Xiao Mo very much, so I should prepare a gift for him. Well, there are still things to prepare, so I'll get them first."
As soon as she finished speaking, she walked away, forgetting that she was standing on a stool!
"Ah!" He stepped on the air with one foot, and his body was caught off guard and fell forward.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Bo Zhanye reached out and hugged her with his strong arms, and then they both fell to the ground.
He gets off, she gets on.
The eyebrows of the sword twitched visibly, flashing with pain.
Lan Xixi felt no pain at all, her messy eyes were steady, and she looked at the noble man beneath her, embarrassed and embarrassed:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Of course he knew she didn't mean it, but was she afraid that he would misunderstand something when she explained in such a panic?
"Don't worry, I don't think you will throw yourself into my arms." The man's voice was low and magnetic.
Lan Xixi's face turned red. She really didn't mean that, but when she said it directly from his mouth, why did she feel a strange feeling?
She stood up awkwardly and saw Bo Xiaomo turning around on the bed, obviously about to wake up!
He quickly grabbed the two colorful cannons on the side and took them over, giving one to Bo Zhanye: "Just follow me and pull it here later."
Bo Zhanye stood up and looked at something he had never seen before, feeling a little confused.
Before he knew it, Bo Xiaomo had already woken up and sat up.
"Xiao Mo, happy birthday! Happybirthday!"
Lan Xixi happily pulled the colorful cannon, and instantly, countless colorful ribbons were flying in the sky, accompanied by starry color films, which was very beautiful.
It turned out to be this kind of thing.
Bo Zhanye followed suit.
The room was colorful and festive.
Bo Xiaomo never thought that he would see a surprise when he opened his eyes, and he had never seen such a birthday scene. His eyes were stunned, and the next second he was extremely happy:
"So beautiful! I like it so much! Thank you, aunt! Thank you, daddy!"
Lan Xixi smiled and raised her hand to wave: "You're welcome, come and have a look. Auntie has prepared a birthday gift for you."
"Yeah!" Bo Xiaomo jumped out of bed excitedly, ran over, stood in front of the table, and opened the big gift box.