Chapter 1397 Cake

One day after the marriage, it was Su Xiangwan's birthday another year.

Nian Nian left kindergarten early, with a stern face and big eyes, looking around, looking a little anxious.

After a while, after seeing the familiar license plate number, I greeted the teacher and ran to the car.

Mu Beiting glanced at him, but remained silent.

If this is not his son, he really wants to throw him in kindergarten.

This little bastard has been a sycophant since he was able to speak fluently. He coaxed him to sleep with him for half a month and refused to go back to his room.

Bisheng Wanwan spoiled the little bastard so much that he had to wait until the brat fell asleep every day before he could hug Wanwan back.

But it was already late at night at that time, and she couldn't feed him a few times at all.

Mu Beiting came back to his senses, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the kid next to him, not knowing what gift he had prepared for Wanwan.

But it won't be better than what he sent.

Wanwan must like the one he gave you more.

Thinking of this, Mu Beiting was relieved, and felt at ease.

More than ten minutes later, Mu Beiting led Niannian into a cake shop.

They agreed to make a cake for Wan Wan here.

So he came early today, and asked his teacher for leave every year.

"Sir, are you going to choose a cake?" The clerk stepped forward and asked courteously, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances at Mu Beiting.

She had never seen such a handsome man before, but she just looked at him with a cold face, as if it was not easy to get close to him.

But from the looks of it, the little lady next to him should be his son, so cute.

Before Mu Beiting could speak, the short and fat boss hurried out, with wrinkles on his smiling face: "Young Master Mu is here, please come inside."

Before coming here today, Mu Beiting had asked Shang Wen to inform the boss in advance, and had prepared the best production materials at the same time.

After all, Niannian and Ruanruan are both children, and he doesn't worry about them eating bad things indiscriminately.

The father and son followed the boss and entered a separate production room. Two turntables, one large and one small, were placed side by side, with the same production tools on each side, neat and shiny.

The boss personally demonstrated it once with another turntable, explaining while covering up.

But in just a few minutes, the father and son started their hands one after another.

Because Niannian is not tall enough, he stands on a chair.

Mu Beiting took off his coat, and Shang Wenli immediately took it over.

Both the father and son were serious, and they rolled up the sleeves of their shirts together, their movements surprisingly consistent.

Mu Beiting used a ten-inch cake embryo, while Niannian used a six-inch one.

Mu Beiting glanced at Niannian, his eyes darkened a little.

Originally, he meant to let the little bastard make one with him, but he had a lot of ideas, so he had to do whatever he wanted.

He didn't bother to care about him, after all, what he made would not be as beautiful as him.

Thinking of this, Mu Beiting's mood improved a lot, and his movements became more focused.

The two first spread the cream evenly on the cake, and then began to outline lace and patterns, and arrange candies and chocolates.

It was also at this time that the gap between adults and children appeared.

Although Niannian is smart, he is a small child after all, his movements are much slower than Mu Beiting's, and he is far less delicate and beautiful than Mu Beiting's handling.

Niannian frowned and looked at Mu Beiting. Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Hmph." Niannian snorted, and his delicate brows also frowned.