My Lady Fairy

Qiqi was blowing her hair and having fun, but the candle suddenly went out. Her eyes opened wide, stunned for a while, suddenly turned around, took her father's little finger, shook her head and burst into tears.

Of course, Qiqi's crying is pure wind and little rain, or it can be said that there are no tears flowing at all, that is, with a cry, pointing to Yang Linjie and her father. It's like accusing Yang Linjie, a brother, of stealing his sister's "toy".

Looking at Qiqi's complaint there, Jin Zi was unwilling to be outdone, arched around Qiqi, bared his teeth and barked at Yang Linjie twice, then wagged his tail and retracted behind Yang Guo, just like the puppet army in World War II.

"Haha!" The adults in a circle all laughed together.

Yang Ping also rubbed Yang Linjie's round head and said angrily, "look, I told you to bully your sister."

"What's the matter? Is it because your brother blew out your candle?" Yang Guo asked with a smile.

Qiqi nodded vigorously, pursed her mouth and felt wronged.

"Blow it, blow it. Anyway, you won't blow it, will you?" Yang Guo laughed. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the candle. He planned to let it go. As a result, he just pulled it out, and Qiqi didn't follow. She grabbed Yang Guo's collar with her fingers, shaking and dragging, and made a protest sound.

"What's the matter?" Yang Guo asked inexplicably.

"Blow... Blow!" Qiqi pointed to the candle and said to her father with some dissatisfaction.

"Do you want to blow candles?" Yang Guo thought for a while, inserted a longer candle and asked.

"Uh huh!" Qiqi nodded vigorously, and then looked at her father with hope.

"All right." Yang Guo took out the lighter borrowed from Yang tie with a wry smile and inserted the candle again.

"Watch dad teach you how to play!" Yang Guo demonstrated again with his hands and taught Qiqi to blow in front with a big mouth.

After tossing for a while, Qiqi finally grasped the essentials, and she walked to the front of the cake again with the help of her father. Because the cake is still relatively large, Yang Guo is not too worried about Qiqi's hair being burned by the candle in the middle, but he still carefully holds Qiqi's waist.

Everyone held their breath to see Qiqi's performance. As for Yang Linjie, who was the most mischievous, he was blocked by Yang Ping. His mouth was making Yang Ping pinch his hands into a line. Instead, he thought it was very funny, and his eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Qiqi's small face was tight and serious. She remembered her father's guidance, pursed her small mouth and inhaled hard. His mouth was so big that Yang Guo laughed and said, "OK, you can blow."

Qiqi suddenly blew forward. This time, she finally didn't spit out a lot of saliva with a "por", nor did she blow in other directions, but just aimed at the candle and blew a breath.

Blowing a lot of candles is a test of lung capacity, so the older people are, it is very difficult to blow a whole piece of candles in one breath. But Qiqi had only one candle. Under her so hard blowing, the candle flame swayed and finally went out, and a wisp of white smoke floated slowly.

However, it was also because of excessive force that Qiqi rushed forward. Although Yang Guo found it early and pulled Qiqi, her small head still inevitably "brushed past" the cake. There was a cute little panda on the cake, which was smashed by Qiqi.

"Hey, hey!" Zheng Yujie exclaimed.

"Nothing, nothing." Yang Guo pulled her daughter up, and Qiqi giggled.

Yang Guo was stunned when she saw her daughter's appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Yujie saw others laughing because of the angle. She leaned over and laughed for a moment.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a picture!" Zheng Yujie quickly took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Qiqi. Of course, Yang Guo, who was holding her daughter in front of the cake, was also photographed.

What about Qiqi's appearance now? Her small nose and mouth just came up to the top of the cake, and she was covered with cream. It's like a performer who sits in front of a chair and pours on his nose and mouth in the traditional Chinese oboe performance.

Qiqi felt her mouth was fuzzy, so she stretched out her small pink tongue and licked it. This lick was amazing. It was like opening Pandora's magic box. Qiqi's eyes immediately lit up like a few hundred watt light bulb. Then, she began to greedily lick the cream on her lips and around her mouth, and stuck her tongue out high to reach the cream on the tip of her nose.

Yang Guo just turned around and smoked two paper towels. She found her daughter licking the cream on the tip of her nose and was stunned. Zheng Yujie covered her mouth and smiled, "Yang Guo, look at your daughter's tongue. It's so long!"

It's really long. Most people can't lick their nose, neither can Yang Guo, but Qiqi did it.

Yang Guo shook his head, smiled and said with Zheng Yujie, "cut the cake, Qiqi blows out the candles, and everyone eats the cake!"

"Eat cake!" Yang Linjie took the lead in cheering.

Zheng Yujie was responsible for cutting the cake for everyone. She didn't scrape off the top layer of the cake. After scraping off, the cake didn't look good, and it was dotted with some fruits.

Other people have no opinions. Yang Guo's family are all from rural backgrounds. How can they pay so much attention? In the past, when eating a wedding banquet, it was not chopsticks flying, and I didn't care if there was someone else's saliva. As for Yang Linjie? He has long forgotten what he just said, and his eyes are only delicious cakes.

"There are so many more there. Why do you want that little bit on your nose?" Yang Guo smiled and wiped his daughter's nose out of her reach. Yang Guo won't wipe other wet places. Anyway, Qiqi has to paste it when she eats the cake later.

Yang Guo didn't give Qiqi too much cream. Children will have diarrhea if they eat too much cream, so he cut the cake into small pieces with a small fork, and then dip a little cream into it to feed Qiqi.

Yang Guo patronized to feed his daughter, and Zheng Yujie cut him a large piece of cake to dry there. Zheng Yujie was eating the cake in her plate, looking at YangGuo and the big piece of cake. She wondered in her heart, should she start feeding Yang Guo?

But in the end she gave up the idea. If no one else was there, Zheng Yujie would boldly feed Yang Guo, whether he wanted it or not, and he had to eat it if he didn't eat it. But now that his family are around, Yang Guo certainly won't like to make such intimate moves on his own.

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