The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1169 Preparing Birthday Presents
Yan Zhixin felt that it hadn't been long since she closed her eyes, and it was morning.

Opening his eyes, he saw Mo Junting's handsome profile.

As if aware of her gaze, he turned sideways, looked down at her, hugged her tightly with both hands automatically and consciously, and his breathy voice became more magnetic: "Sleep with me for a while."

Although he experienced many twists and turns, he finally fulfilled his wish to see her as soon as he wakes up.

Yan Zhixin rubbed against his arms: "Brother Mo Mo, happy birthday."

Mo Junting let out a "huh", and it took a while to realize what she said, and lowered his head in dissatisfaction: "Not enough."

Yan Zhixin's whole body was sore and weak, worried that he would suddenly become violent again, so she decided to strike first, and slapped him on the face: "Happy birthday, okay?"

Mo Junting raised the corners of his lips, pushing for an inch: "Not enough."

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the birthday star is the biggest.

Yan Zhixin gave a "pop" to his lips: "Is that enough?"

Mo Junting pouted: "The time is too short."

The aloof man became cute in a second, Yan Zhixin reached out and pinched his mouth into an octopus mouth: "This time it will take longer."

Mo Junting wanted to speak but couldn't: "..."

After pinching him for 3 minutes, Yan Zhixin withdrew her hand: "Get up, get up, I'm going to prepare a gift for you."

Speaking of gifts, she almost jumped up: "Where is my suitcase? Did you find my suitcase yesterday?"

Mo Junting sat up and pointed to the door next to him: "It's in your cloakroom."

Yan Zhixin quickly put on a nightgown, and ran into the cloakroom excitedly.

Seeing that the trolley case was well placed there, she breathed a sigh of relief, opened the case, and took out a wooden birthday cake mold from inside.

Mo Junting, who followed her into the cloakroom, froze for a moment.

Unexpectedly, she planned to make birthday cakes for him.

It is a Haishi tradition to eat birthday cakes on birthdays.

During the year he lived in Xie's house, he ate it once a month on average.

For Mr. Xie, Mrs. Xie, Yan Zhixin and He Ma's birthday, they ate it four times.

Neighbors usually give gifts to each other when they hold birthday parties.

On his birthday, the Xie family also steamed a basket of birthday cakes for him.

Different colors and different fillings are all in the same birthday peach shape.

In the words of the Xie family, eating birthday cakes will lead to a long life.

It's been a long time, and he has forgotten the taste of the cake, but the memory of that day is still fresh.

Hearing the sound of his footsteps walking in, Yan Zhixin raised the mold: "I'll make you cakes for lunch, okay?"

Mo Junting said with a smile, "Okay."

Suddenly thought of something, he asked, "Can you do it?"

"Don't worry, I've been prepared." Yan Zhixin stuck out her tongue at him, took out an A4 paper full of words from the suitcase,
"Dangdangdangdang, these are the cake-making steps written by He's mother, I just follow it."

Mo Junting took it over and took a look. Not only did each step have been written on it, but also what was needed for each step and how much was needed, accurate to one decimal place.

He smiled: "I'll do it with you."

After washing and changing clothes, the two went straight to the kitchen.

Birthday cakes are simple to eat, but complicated to make.

The filling alone takes a lot of work.

Red dates need to be washed and cut.

Peanuts are roasted and broken.

Shrimp should be popped and minced.

……

and many more.

Unfortunately, both of them are not good at cooking.

Not wanting to dampen Yan Zhixin's enthusiasm, Mo Junting called everyone who stayed in the villa and didn't go out to help.

(End of this chapter)