The little ancestor of the hidden marriage president cried sweetly

Chapter 170 Is This Your Voice?

"No, let's go back to eat cake."

Shi Zhiyu's smile bloomed recklessly, he smiled clearly, but his eyes were sparkling with water.

Lei Baobei suddenly thought of something, and chuckled: "Xiao Yuyu, you are so moved that you are crying, right? Not so much, hehe, I didn't actually do anything, so you don't have to be too moved."

The more Baby thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was very high, so she slid into his arms obediently, and patted his leg playfully with a smile: "Don't cry, don't cry, Baby loves you..."

That funny tone immediately made Shi Zhiyu dumbfounded.

"You are my joy."

The helicopter sent them to the Shi family's yard. Shi Zhiyu was reluctant to let the baby walk, and reached out to hug her, but the baby shook his head mischievously, and smiled sweetly: "Every time I hug her, I want to carry her."

No problem at all.

Shi Zhiyu was very eloquent, so he immediately squatted down, and with a blink of his baby's eyes, he immediately climbed onto his back, pointing forward with his proud and domineering hand: "Xiao Yu'er, get up and go to bed with Little Buddha."

When Shi Zhiyu heard such words, he smiled again, supported her hips, and supported him online, with a clear and beautiful voice: "Isn't it Xiao Lizi?"

"Lafayette needs little plum, I need little fish, let's go—"

There were also elders playing mahjong at a table in the room, so Shi Zhiyu went upstairs with his beloved woman on his back, entered the room, turned on the light, and gently put her on the bed.

He carefully looked at her white and smooth milk-like cheeks, and in the depths of his eyes, there was endless affection.

Press it down directly, bend over, and lower your head, wanting to taste the aroma of that touch of milk.

Baby suddenly blushed, and said in a low voice, "Cake."

She slid under him like a loach, rolled around and got up, "I'll get the cake, you can find a lighter."

Why look for it?He has it in his pocket.

Baby brought the cake, put it on the table, turned on the dim light, and looked at Shi Zhiyu blushing and heartbeating: "You open it."

She suddenly felt a little nervous.

Shi Zhiyu nodded, moved two benches over, stole a bottle of red wine from his father's collection, poured two glasses, and then unhurriedly untied the rope of the cake box.

He was about to open the gift box, but at this moment, Baby suddenly covered his face with both hands, his neck was burning red with embarrassment, Shi Zhiyu didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you continue." Baby said with a trembling heart.

Seeing her appearance, Shi Zhiyu felt puzzled: "What's the matter, why are you covering your face?"

In the next second, he opened the box and was stunned for a full three seconds. Suddenly, he smiled infinitely. What kind of cake is this?He has never seen it before. It turns out that cakes can be made like this... Well, it makes people feel blood boil all over.

"baby?"

He said for a while, feeling hot all over his body: "Is this your inner voice?"

He stared at the domineering graffiti words, [Tonight is your birthday, I want to be very H and very violent], tonight she wants to be very H and very violent, uh, he is reluctant to be too violent, but it is very H, Of course, absolutely, obligatory.

Shi Zhiyu stared at the erotic cake in front of him, and stretched out his hand to break off her hand covering her face. At this time, her face was so red that she could drip blood.

"Baby, put on my birthday cake, don't be shy." I know what you mean.

(End of this chapter)