Yan Qin laughed: "Kid, uncle, can you help me blow out the candles? You can share a big cake with uncle later."

Mo Mo shook his head: "Not good..."

Yan Qin's face turned dark.

It must have been taught by the woman in the nursery rhyme.

Wen Lu pulled Tong Yao over in the darkness: "Help Mo Mo blow out the candle."

Nursery Rhyme came back to her senses. The scene where she had just celebrated Mo Mo's birthday was too beautiful. Tears were still shining in her eyes. She didn't know why she had so many emotions.

The softest string in my heart seemed to be plucked.

Nursery Rhyme didn't object and faced the candle.

She didn't expect that Wen Lu would blow out the candles with her.

Almost instantly, the candles went out and the living room fell into darkness.

But also at that moment, the light in the living room was turned on again.

The lights are brightly lit and it returns to the bright and beautiful villa appearance.

Ms. Su came over with a knife and fork: "Okay, let's share the cake. Mo Mo, which piece do you want to eat?"

Mo Mo pointed to the piece with his name. Ms. Su understood and cut the cake for the little guy first.

All the guests were given cakes, even the maids and cooks in the villa were given cakes. Everyone was eating cakes, and the atmosphere was harmonious and enjoyable.

A cheerful atmosphere permeates every corner.

The living room is beautifully decorated, decorated by the family's servants, with letters, balloons, flowers and toys.

Mo Mo dug into the cake and ate it, it was sweet and delicious!

Wen Lu hugged him, his mature face showed rare tenderness and kindness, and he was even quite patient. He lowered his head and talked to Mo Mo in his arms: "Does it taste good? Hmm?"

"tasty."

Mo Mo lowered his head, his eyelashes drooped, and under his long eyelashes were a pair of bright black eyes.

Tong Yao was eating the cake in her hand. Occasionally she raised her head to look at Mo Mo, but her eyes always looked at Wen Lu unconsciously.

Wen Lu standing under the light at this moment always gave her an unreal feeling. Now he is mature, stable and elegant. In front of others, he can always show his best state, a good husband and a good father.

He drank and smoked tonight, and he had a strong masculine aura, but when he held Mo Mo, he looked more like a qualified father.

Especially when she lowers her head and coaxes Mo Mo in a low voice and talks to Mo Mo, she is so doting.

Moments like that always make nursery rhymes distracted.

Tong Yao thought that at least he still loved Mo Mo, after all, he was his biological son.

The living room was very lively, and Yan Qin didn't know when he sat next to Tong Yao.

He was dressed casually and cynically today, eating the cake on the plate and biting the spoon. The silver-white earrings on his ears shone with a low-key and luxurious light.

"Wen Lu treats his son and you as if they are two different people." He chuckled, with a hint of ill-intention in his smile. "Wen Lu kept calling 'Mo Mo' and 'Mo Mo' one after another, and he didn't know which Mo he was."

Nursery Rhyme frowned: "Why are you sitting next to me?"

"No? If not, I'll just walk away. It's no big deal." Yan Qin smiled, "Wen Lu will be very good to the son you give birth to. Don't worry about this, because Wen Lu really wants a child. In his senior year,

When he and Shu Mo were discussing marriage, he proposed to have a child after marriage. Unfortunately, Shu Mo was young at the time and was unwilling to get married and have children immediately. He insisted on studying abroad, so the matter was delayed and the two of them separated."
Chapter completed!