"Don't we still have cake?" Sheng Yu said while fiddling with the candles.
Shen Letian, with a mischievous grin, dipped his finger into some cream and smeared it on Sheng Yu's face, "This is what the cake is for! It's not meant to be eaten!"
"You jerk!" Just as Sheng Yu was about to retort, Leng Tou cast a cold glance and said, "Are you two planning to ruin the cake before we even blow out the candles?"
Both of them gave a dry laugh and stopped their antics.
Leng Tou complained in a low voice, feeling helpless, "You two are getting more and more childish, even worse than Tang Yu!"
Tang Yu, who was helping with kneading dough, turned his head with a look of grievance, "I heard that!"
Poor Tang Yu, getting shot while lying down!
Xiaoqiao watched everyone having a good time, a pain stabbing at her heart, but her face still bore an exceptionally bright smile.
The greater the pain, the wider the smile...
