Lin Yian's phone number was dialed for two seconds, and the cell phone that Lin Er grabbed in his hand rang, and the gentle and soothing music suddenly swept open in this slightly silent room.

Lin Yian paused his cat's actions.

The ringtone didn't seem to be coming from the speakerphone of a mobile phone. He suddenly turned his head, raised his eyes and looked at the door, and saw the little girl staring at him speechlessly.

Lin Yian's expression paused, then he slowly withdrew his hand and stood up: "I'm back, I thought you were going to let me go."

The man looks only twenty-six or seven years old, and his every move is like a typical romantic noble man.

His appearance is seven-point like Liner, especially his beautiful and cold eyes, which look cold at first glance, and the charm is slanted.

Lin Er's eyes fell on the red lipstick mark on his neck, and he spoke righteously: "Mr. Lin, I don't even wipe the lipstick mark after I got back from a date. You're teaching the kids badly."

Lin Yian tickled indifferently: "Are you still young? You are seventeen next year. When I was as old as you, you were all born."

Liner leaned against the door frame and watched him walk towards him: "Then do you mean to urge me to find a boyfriend?"

"No," Lin Yian slowly extinguished the cigarette, bringing the hegemony that belongs to his elders to the extreme. "I mean, which little bastard dares to chew my cabbage, see if I don't break his dog legs."

Liner: “…”

A typical example of only state officials who are allowed to set fires and not the people are allowed to light lamps.

Going down from the second floor and entering the living room, Lin Yian saw the cake on the coffee table at a glance.

Oh, this little bastard has a conscience and does not just focus on playing and forget his birthday. Lin Yian walked over while thinking.

There were scissors in the drawer under the coffee table. He bent down and took out the scissors. He unpacked the colorful ribbons outside the packaging box in a few seconds.

Before Lin Yian's touching expression could be completely exposed from his face, he saw the terrible cake face in the box.

I don’t know what this cake has experienced, but it can be broken so far beyond recognition.

The cream was mixed together in a mess, and finally mixed on the wall of the packaging box into a strange color with white and black, black and purple.

There seemed to be something written in chocolate sauce on the surface of the cake, but because the butterfly was flying everywhere, I could no longer see what was written. I could only vaguely identify a few of the crooked small words in it - "I wish you ascend to heaven as soon as possible."

“…”

Lin Yian stared at the words on it in a complicated mood for a while, then waved to Lin Er, who was sitting on the sofa, petting his cat, and asked loudly: "Child, is this the birthday cake you bought for me specifically?"

Lin Er paused while rubbing the cat's head, and looked up and said, "This is an accident."

Thinking he was talking about the cake, Liner explained: "It was good, but when I came back, there was a small episode and it looked like this."

Although she also felt that the cake after disfiguration was indeed a bit difficult to swallow, based on the principle of being light in gifts and being heavy in affection, Lin Er said: "You just make do with it."
Chapter completed!