Chapter 117

Fu Shiting: "I don't know, you don't have 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, "Okay." You're in love, aren't you? ”

Qin An'an's face turned red.

Fu Shiting looked at the shelf next to him: "Do you want to buy something else, can you take it back?"

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

"Buy some, take it back to your mother." ”

Qin An'an saw that his cheeks were flushed, and he felt funny in his heart: "Okay! ”

An hour later.

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Qin Anan pushed his wheelchair out of the cake shop.

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

Fortunately, there are not many pedestrians on the street.

Today, the outside temperature is only about five degrees.

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

The two returned to the hotel.

In the private room, all the people have arrived.

The originally lively atmosphere was silent in an instant.

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

And he's holding a big cake...... Particularly inconsistent.

He never has a sweet tooth, everyone knows that.

"You two went buy cakes?" Sheng Bei cleared his throat and walked over to the two of them, "I'm also bringing cakes." But it's not as big as what you bought. ”

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

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

Qin An'an: "Hmm. Are there all the people? If they do, I'm going to open the cake. ”

After she went to dismantle 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'll help you take it off!"

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

Sheng Bei smiled and pushed him to the table and took 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 enjoy it!

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

The flames burst out, and everyone was stunned again!

Qin Anan said embarrassedly: "Candles are usually lit at night, right?"

Sheng Bei strode to the window and closed the curtains: "It's okay! As long as Shi Ting wants to order, he can order it whenever he wants!"

The moment the curtains were drawn, the view of the room dimmed.

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

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

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

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

Qin Anan was a little embarrassed, so he could only change the topic: "Let's sing a birthday song!"

As she spoke, she looked up.

Everyone immediately caught up with her.

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

Qin Anan looked at Fu Shiting's good-looking face under the light and shadow, and his mind wandered.

Really curious.

What would he wish for?