Acting like a baby in Xueba's arms after rebirth

Chapter 119 Cake
Amidst Song Wenrong's collapse, practice made perfect for her. It took half an hour to make a cake with a low sweetness and an appearance that fit her aesthetics.

When the cake came out of the oven, Song Wenrong was about to dig a spoonful and taste it. Song Chiqing, who saw this scene from the corner of his eye, panicked, and immediately jumped several steps back holding it.

Song Wenrong:? ? ?

Song Chi pointed at the last "failure" cake with his hand, "Dad, eat that, I'm going to give this to Brother Shiyan." She wanted to give it to him in its entirety.

Song Wenrong: ...

She smiled resentfully, and saluted him, "Dad, you are my god! I love you and love you!" She disappeared as soon as she finished speaking.

Song Wenrong was left speechless and choked.

Is this how God is treated?

From the busy work in the morning to the present, he has not even eaten a mouthful of hot cake.

He was so pitiful, Song Wenrong took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the messy kitchen, and then sent it to He Xiuping.

"Honey, your daughter is bullying me."

Song Chiqing, whose mind had drifted to Ji Shiyan, no longer had the time and emotion to comfort his injured father, thinking that he still had a wife anyway, so he probably didn't need her comfort.

Holding the cake carefully with both hands, his legs ran over quickly without stopping for a moment.

Ring the doorbell.

Holding the cake high to cover her petite cheeks, she burst into a sweet smile after hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, "Surprised! Brother!"

"Miss Song, are you and Brother Yan usually so sweet?" In his impression, Song Chiqing was a noble little princess who needed Ji Shiyan to wash even the dishes.

Ten fingers do not touch Yangchun water.

I didn't expect to have the hobby of making cakes by myself.

It's fine that Song Chiqing didn't hear Ji Shiyan's gentle tenderness, but she was teased by Qiu Yi'an. She held the cake a little lower, exposed her cheeks, and curled her lips, "Brother Qiu, what are you doing?" Will you be here? Where is Brother Shiyan?"

The surprise she gave Ji Shiyan was actually seen by Qiu Yi'an first!
Simply unforgivable!
Qiu Yi'an chuckled, and explained, "My mother rushed me over to let Brother Yan teach me how to write the test paper." He wouldn't go home until he finished writing, and the camera was locked, so he had no choice but to carry his schoolbag In the past, the pitiful cry for help.

Song Chiqing curled his lips, squeezed past him, and scolded delicately, "Qiu Yi'an is a nuisance".

Qiu Yi'an was not annoyed either, he brushed his hair, closed the door and followed, and described Ji Shiyan's whereabouts to her thoughtfully, "Brother Yan just went upstairs to get his phone, he should be down soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw him.

"Qingqing?" He saw her who he hadn't seen for a long time, and his longing prompted him to walk over in three steps at a time, "I just wanted to find you."

He went up to get his phone just to ask her if she had time to come over and do homework together.

Can he stay with Qiu Yi'an for a day?

She presented Ji Shiyan with a surprise that no longer had many surprises, "Strawberry cake...for Brother Shiyan..."

Ji Shiyan was startled, and looked at the pretty-looking strawberry cake in her hand, his blood was boiling and his heart was beating fast, "Did you make it?"

"Hmm." She nodded, "Father taught me, but I did the whole process." The last time, Song Wenrong only gave her verbal hints.

"Yeah." The corners of his lips twitched slightly, a smile reached his eyes, and he took the cake into his hands, "Thank you Qingqing, it's very beautiful, I like it very much." He expressed his joy without hesitation.

If he likes it, she will be happy.

"Brother, do you like it? I put less sugar on purpose." She looked at his reaction expectantly.

"it is good."

He took her hand to the living room, put the cake on the table, picked up the fork she thoughtfully brought over, picked up a large piece of cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully without perfunctory.

"The sweetness is just right, I like it very much." As long as he thinks that she made it by herself, he will like it very much.

Be praised by him.

She was so happy that she couldn't hide her dimples.

Seeing Qiu Yi'an, she waved to him, "Come here, sit down, little brother Qiu, I'll show you my cooking skills."

When she shouted, Qiu Yi'an was really flattered, "Can I try it too?" This was a surprise she carefully prepared for Ji Shiyan, and he is also entitled to a piece of the pie, right?
"Is there anything you can't do?"

It's not that she's really angry with him and treats him as a nuisance, but this time she made cakes for Ji Shiyan and gave them cakes with a strong purpose.

But now that there is one more person, the things that lovers do become friends in a second.

She is just a little pity.

But after thinking about it, it was not a big deal, she was not so stingy, cut a large piece of cake and handed it to Qiu Yi'an, "Eat quickly, give me some advice after eating," so that she can improve her skills.

"That's great!" Miss Song gave a face, and he hurriedly took a seat, took a sip, and gave Song Chiqing a thumbs up, "Yes, Miss Song, this sweetness, this beauty, this taste! It's all the same. Absolutely!"

Knowing that he exaggerated too much but still couldn't avoid it, he would be very happy, so he raised his chin, "That's right, this lady won't miss such a trivial matter as making cakes."

Song Wenrong, who was cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, sighed again.

My daughter can only get used to it.

Song Chiqing looked at Ji Shiyan without blinking, as if he would add new ones for him as soon as he finished eating, "Brother, eat more."

So she can grab his stomach.

"Okay." No matter how sweet he is, he will eat more today.

Qiu Yi'an gulped down another mouthful, and said to Ji Shiyan, "Miss Song is really good at cooking, brother Yan, I feel regretful if I don't eat a few more bites." What he just praised her also came from the heart .

But Ji Shiyan didn't reply, and glanced at him coolly.

Just ask him to help with homework for free.

He also ate the surprise that Qingqing gave him.

What a bargain for this guy.

Qiu Yi'an didn't see his brother Yan's jealousy, he still ate with relish, and when his eyes intersected, he raised his eyebrows at Ji Shiyan, which meant that having a green plum like Song Chiqing really made money.

Ji Shiyan still ignored him.

Eat your own.

Looking at the cake that was about to be finished, Song Chiqing sighed silently in his heart, took a strawberry from the cake, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed, thinking to himself, this is the first step of this strategy. Failed fast.

But she is not discouraged, she has a total of five strategies, and she does not believe that none of them can succeed!

The next one will definitely be better!

　Qiu Yi'an: (shuddering) Brother Yan is so jealous.

　　Brother Yan: I can still beat people.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)