"Don't-" Nangong Sitian screamed.

Heart, pull out the cold.

She had a feeling of impending disaster.

Nangong Qingchen was speechless.

Song Shao's vinegar fire.

He didn't dare to provoke.

Nangong Qingchen lowered his head, ignoring Nangong Sitian's constant projection of a distress look.

"Nangong Sitian, remember, there is not a piece of cake left over from the cake I sent." Song Yuyi's voice was cold.

Nangong Sitian's frightened face trembled.

It's like seeing an overwhelming cake.

Surround her.

She tried hard to eat, but she couldn't finish it.

"Song Shao, I'm sorry, I was wrong-" Nangong Sitian clasped his hands together and begged for mercy desperately.

Song Yuyi's expression was cold.

I didn't move the corners of my eyes.

Nangong Sitian was weak.

"Song Shao, how much cake do I want to eat." Nangong Sitian said cautiously.

Song Yuyi stretched out an index finger.

Nangong Sitian breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Thankfully, not much.

"A room of cakes." Song Yuyi said coldly.

“……”

Nangong Sitian opened his mouth and couldn't close it.

"Suddenly".

Passed out on the table.

She had to eat to death.

Nangong Qingchen gasped.

looked at Nangong Sitian with pity.

"Si Tian, what's wrong with you?" Beimo Shishi was frightened by Nangong Sitian, who was unconscious with his eyes closed.

"If one room of cake isn't enough, then two rooms." Song Yuyi said coolly.

Nangong Sitian who fainted on the table.

Immediately, he straightened his back with a hundred times more energy, and looked at Song Yuyi with admiration and awe in his eyes.

"Song Shao, a room of cakes is definitely enough." Nangong Sitian had a straight face.

Ye Qinqin was surprised.

Song Shao was indifferent.

Nangong Qingchen covered his forehead.

Bei Mo Shishi was stunned.

"Si Tian, I thought you were really scared!" Bei Mo Shishi muttered.

Nangong Sitian's face turned crimson.

Pretending not to hear.

"Song Shao, can I find someone to eat with me." Nangong Sitian's dark eyes swirled.

She needs help.

Song Yuyi raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "Nangong Qingchen, Nangong Sitian is your cousin, you help her eat." ”

"Cousin, how could he possibly eat cake." Nangong Sitian was surprised.

"He has a sweet tooth." Song Yuyi said lightly.

Nangong Sitian was surprised.

Bei Mo Shishi was shocked.

invariably looked at Nangong Qingchen, who was a little embarrassed.

Nangong Qingchen smiled, "I eat sweets." ”

He has a sweet tooth.

But few people know.

"Cousin, I don't know." Nangong Sitian was surprised.

"That proves you don't care enough about me." Nangong Qingchen looked at Song Yuyi with emotion, "Song Shao, I really didn't expect you to know my hobbies." ”

Song Yuyi's eyes were cold, staring at Nangong Qingchen.

"Last time, the cake I baked was ready for Qin Qin to eat, and it was put in the kitchen, and after you came, my cake was a few pieces less." Song Shao's voice was cold.

"No wonder, when Brother Yi brought me food, there was so little cake." Ye Qinqin said softly.

She thought Brother Yi ate first.

Nangong Qingchen's expression was subtle.

Smiled.

"Song Shao, I'm sorry, the cake you baked tastes too fragrant." Nangong Qingchen simply admitted.

Nangong Sitian said excitedly: "Cousin, you like to eat cakes, so you can eat them all." ”

Bei Mo's poetry moved in her heart.

looked at Nangong Qingchen deeply.

It turned out that Nangong Qingchen liked to eat sweets.

"Don't." Nangong Qingchen refused.

"Cousin, don't you have a sweet tooth!" Nangong Sitian was confused.

"My mouth is very tight." Nangong Qingchen raised his eyebrows, "I don't like to eat cakes with ordinary tastes." ”

Nangong Sitian looked distressed, and his shoulders drooped.