Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Yang Songshu's deskmate was also quarreled. He covered his ears against the noise. But seeing the cake, he was still a little excited.

The two men fought back and forth, and no one would take it.

"Why don't I take it back?"

Now, neither of them will. Xue Xueer thought that this was Yang Songshu's own thing, and it was up to him to decide. Yang Songshu wants to give Xue Xueer the cake. No one else can.

"If you don't take it, I'll throw away the cake."

Yang Songshu was calm and gave an ultimatum. He didn't grudge his achievements at all. As soon as he finished, he stood up and tried to carry it away and throw it away.

"OK, OK, I'll take it." Biting her teeth, Xue Xueer accepted the cake. She can't be such a villain if he doesn't cherish the fruits of his labor and food.

Besides, why not eat such a good cake.

Seeing that she accepted it, Yang Songshu smiled again. He opened his mouth and showed his little tiger teeth. This is probably the happiest time for him these days?

I haven't been so happy before.

His appearance really frightened his deskmate. Just now, it was cloudy for me. Now I smile directly at Xue Xueer. Is he magic? Will this man change his face?

When school was over in the afternoon, Xue Xueer ran away. Yang Songshu didn't have time to talk to her. His outstretched hand was directly empty.

Xue Xueer didn't pay attention to the movement behind her. She rushed to the hospital with a cake. This time, she ran into Xu's mother to bring Xu Yuanyuan dinner. As soon as Xu's mother poured the chicken soup from the incubator into the bowl, Xue Xueer stormed in.

After seeing Xu's mother here, Xue Xueer finally had an embarrassing expression on her face. As soon as there was an adult, she began to tie her hands and feet. She was a little formal and said hello skillfully: "Hello, aunt."

"Here comes Xueer? Come on, do you want to drink chicken soup? It's cooked by my aunt. Have a taste?" Xu's mother personally went to the vegetable market to buy a chicken this afternoon. She was distressed that her daughter was suffering, so she bit her teeth and bought it. Then a whole pot of chicken soup was stewed, some were taken away by Xu Yuanyuan, and the rest were given to Xu's father and son.

She also cooked some meals tonight, which were more full. Xue Xueer just came. You can try it together.

Although Xue Xueer repeatedly said she didn't want it, Xu's mother poured half a bowl for her with another bowl. Now, she and Xu Yuanyuan have chicken soup. Xu Yuanyuan is half lying on the bed, holding the hot chicken soup and smiling at his deskmate.

"Drink, drink, my mother's craft is very good."

"Thank you, aunt." Finally, she took the chicken soup and thanked Xu's mother. She picked up the spoon and took a sip. Soon, the eyes shine. The chicken soup is really delicious. It's eight / nine times as good as Mrs. Xue's.

Xu Yuanyuan seemed to be proud of himself, slowly scooping chicken soup, and his eyes were still on Xue Xueer. However, when she fell into the box brought by Xue Xueer, her attitude was different.

"Ah! Is this a cake?"

Xue Xueer nodded. Before she could introduce the origin of the cake, Xu Yuanyuan danced happily. She didn't even want to drink chicken soup. She directly pestered Xu's mother to eat cake. Xu's mother was a little embarrassed. She had to eat cake before she had eaten the meal?

How can that be? This stomach can't stand it. But she is also reluctant to refuse her daughter. She has always spoiled her. As soon as he opened his mouth, Xu Yuanyuan must look at himself with his big wet eyes.

When she was embarrassed, Xue Xueer said, "Yuanyuan, this cake is dessert. You can eat it after dinner. Don't mess up the order, or you'll be too tired to eat later."

"Yes, yes, you see how reasonable Xueer is. Good, drink the chicken soup first, and then we'll eat the cake after dinner."

In that case, Xu Yuanyuan can only promise temporarily.

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