The little ancestor of the hidden marriage president cried sweetly

Chapter 143 Who Wasn't Working All Out For Love?
Yan Ruyi's eyes dimmed for a moment, and her tone was as sweet as ever: [Okay, then it's settled. 】

About 1 minute later, the text message came back again, [Well, I still have something to do, so let's not chat, I will call you tomorrow. 】

Ruyi put away her phone, raised her head, and gave a wry smile silently, Brother Junjun, in fact, you just want to take this opportunity to get close to your cousin, right?It doesn't matter, if I can spend Christmas with you in the light of my cousin, even if I know you are using me, I am willing.

Who is not for love, go to great lengths?
You want to spend Christmas with my cousin through me, and I also want to spend Christmas with you through my cousin. We are really the same.

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On December 12th, the day before Christmas, thousands of Europeans and Americans rushed back home for reunion.

There are lights and festoons on the street, and beautifully decorated Christmas trees can be seen everywhere.

Christmas Eve, especially refers to the whole day on December 12, but because the general festive atmosphere is easy to mobilize at night, large-scale activities are concentrated in the evening, most family members reunite at home, have a big dinner together, and then sit around the burning Beside the fire, they played the piano and sang to share family happiness; some young people also held special masquerade parties to celebrate Christmas Eve all night long.

At this moment, it is two o'clock in the afternoon, and the baby mysteriously went out early in the morning, slipped into the most famous cake shop in Barcelona, ​​and learned how to make cakes from the super pastry chef here.

Shi Zhiyu was born in the second half of Christmas Eve. To be honest, tomorrow is his birthday, but tomorrow is Christmas after all, and she will definitely not have time to make cakes by then, so she nestles here one day in advance to celebrate the birthday of the man she loves cake.

At this moment, flour was sticking to her face and nose, she was wearing a pink apron, and was also stained with a lot of white powder, but she was studying very seriously, with a happy smile on her lips all the time.

The appearance of learning to make cakes from a pastry chef is more like a serious elementary school student, meticulous.

"Little girl, if your boyfriend knows that you are so serious about making him a birthday cake, it is because of this sincerity that he will have a very happy birthday."

"Really? Hee hee, I also want to give him a different birthday," Baby grinned, a little naive: "Master, is the ratio of flour to eggs suitable? Delicious, you don’t know, last time I wanted to make love breakfast for him, but I burned the kitchen down, I don’t seem to have much talent in this area.”

"It's okay, it's okay, the cake shop is not busy today, I'll teach you how to do it slowly."

"Thank you master."

Baby is easy to learn, she made three failed cakes in a row, this is the fourth, but it doesn't matter, failure is success damn it, she will definitely be able to make a birthday cake with the best shape and the most delicious taste.

Hey, come on!
At the same time, at Barcelona Airport, little Ruyi was standing at the exit of the airport, looking forward to it. She saw the handsome young man with a few entourages behind him. Ruyi immediately raised her hand, jumped up, and called out sweetly: "Junjun, here, I am here."

(End of this chapter)