Chapter 12: Strawberry Cake
Shen's bedroom.
The bathroom door was open, and in the mirror, a sharp side face of the man was outlined through the mist, cold and white.
Turn off the shower and the sound of the water stops.
Shen Chijin walked out of the bathroom, and the water beads rolled down his neck and into his chest.
Taking out a towel to wipe his wet hair, he leaned back in his chair, his long legs crossed, his fingers casually swiping over the phone screen.
The computer video on the opposite side was shining, and Xu Tezhu was reporting to work.
"Your eldest brother has taken a fancy to the company that the old man gave you, and recently sent someone to secretly acquire 20% of the shares, you have to be careful."
Shen Chijin snorted coldly: "If your hand is stretched long enough, people can still reach out to China abroad." β
"Yes, your eldest brother has the idea of returning to China for development in the near future, so he is waiting for ......" Xu Tezhu pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak.
"Just waiting for me to die? Leaving the old man alone? Shen Chijin's side face moved, "Dreaming." β
His brow was a little restless.
Put on headphones to cut out the video, and the screen turns, cutting to the game with a childish painting style.
By the warm fireplace, the little beast that had been lying down on the edge of the nest to eat suddenly stopped, and its thin body trembled with fear.
- It can feel that the guy who doesn't like it is here again!
800 times a day, no worries!
Shen Chijin lazily propped his head, listening to the company's latest financial situation in his ears, and poked the bowl of the little beast in the game boredly.
The slender fingers moved the bowl of chicken soup that was placed in front of him four or five meters away.
The little beast glanced up complainingly, lowered his head in anger, dragged the hind legs of the splint, and crawled in the direction of the rice bowl, looking very pitiful.
Shen Chijin hid the sarcasm in his eyes.
It's as if you could see me.
Leaning back in despair, his body sunk into his seat, and his figure pulled into a long shadow under the lamp.
β¦β¦ Why can't cubs.
Smack-
There was a crisp sound on the phone.
Seeing that the little beast was about to crawl in front of the bowl, the bowl in front of him was inexplicably broken.
The little beast didn't dare to be fierce, and it was so worried that it was about to wrinkle.
It's on purpose.
"I'm sorry."
Shen Chijin was absent-minded, and his expression was a little more solemn.
He suddenly felt a little unhappy because of possessiveness.
As if it was controlled, it could only passively wait, suffering from gains and losses.
It's just a fictitious paper man......
A pop-up pop-up pops up on the screen.
[The first time I received your message, it was very nervous. γ
[It sends you a message]
[Thank you, you are such a great and nice person. γ
Shen Chijin: ......
Issuing a good guy card?
It's still big?
He wrinkled his eyebrows, and a string of words typed and deleted on the screen, deleted and typed.
I finally clicked the send button, but I received a big exclamation mark.
[System Prompt: At present, the Baby Beast's favorability for you is too low, and your communication permission with the protagonist has been withdrawn.]
Increase your friendship and open more special permissions, so keep up the good work! γ
The heartbroken little beast suddenly felt a cool breath above his head.
Bad premonition.
β¦β¦
When Steward Chen opened the door, Shen Chijin was playing a game.
Suddenly disturbed, his eyelids drooped, and he turned off the phone screen angrily.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Shen.
Recently, people have been saying that they have lost something at home and are suspected of being a thief. Today, the security guards patrolled and found suspicious people, I was worried about your safety, so I came over to take a look. β
Steward Chen stood at the door, not daring to take half a step forward.
The curtain of the bay window was blown by the wind, and the room was empty, and it was difficult to hide other people when swept away.
However, according to eyewitness accounts, the suspicious person did indeed come to this level, could it be mistaken?
Steward Chen was worried.
Shen Chijin took off his headphones and said in a deep voice: "Then you can come in and check it yourself." β
"Yes."
Steward Chen has been in the Shen family for many years, and he is a person with the identity of Mrs. Shen, and he has watched Shen Chijin grow up since he was a child, and he knows his unpredictable and eccentric temper.
Hurriedly patrolled the room before he got angry.
Shen Chijin tapped his fingers on the desktop and stared at his phone with a serious expression.
Probably because there was something bad in the game, he frowned slightly.
Steward Chen was so curious that he couldn't help but peek at it.
Then, he was stupid.
That's right, his young master is holding a shovel, is he going to shovel for that ugly little monster......
Steward Chen was horrified and had goosebumps all over his body, which was completely unimaginable.
"Have you checked it?"
Shen Chijin poked his head out of his mobile phone and stared at him.
Hearing the impatience in his words, Steward Chen trembled and said, "Young master, rest early, I won't bother, and I can tell you anything at any time." β
Eyes return to the phone screen, and the door to the luxury cabin on the game is opened.
Shen Chijin's blood was surging, and his lost thoughts were resurrected in an instant at this moment.
The short-handed game-boy walked in, looking tired and with a mess of threads on his head.
She had beads of sweat on her forehead, her fair face was slightly red, and her little short legs walked slowly to the kitchen.
I took out a flour egg from my backpack, kneaded the dough carefully, then took out the grinder and squeezed the cream.
After a while.
A pop-up message.
γCharacter making cakeγ
[She finished a beautiful strawberry cake.] γ
The baked cakes were placed on the small round table, and the villain sat on the carpet, holding his face, his face was shiny, and he lowered his head and whispered: "The big one is for you, and the small one is for nothing." β
"I hope you like it."
The soft sound pierces through the screen to the ear.
Shen Chijin pursed his lips.
- That's what the cub's voice looks like.
He listened to it for the first time.
Although the sound is clearly processed.
After learning about the requirements for opening the privilege, Shen Chijin gave the little beast a new bowl, although it was a dog bowl...... Anyway, the usage is pretty much the same.
The opinion value has really increased by 2 points.
According to this line of thought, Shen Chijin cleaned the nest again, shoveled feces, and bought some gadgets to coax pets, so the favorability value went up.
Looking at the cake, Shen Chijin's narrow eyes rose, his mood became a little cold, and he pushed the cake out.
The villain's face was much darker, his cheeks bulged, and he was as cute as a fat pufferfish.
"The strawberry cake is delicious, I've been preparing it for a long time, and I don't want to eat it myself."
Shen Chijin naturally couldn't eat it, and the candle on the strawberry cake burned and went out.
The villain didn't know what to think, and the messy black lines on his head came out again, and the little face could see that he was depressed, his big eyes were hollow, and his mouth was chattering about something.
"You prepared a lot of gifts for Baibai, you are good to Baibai, why don't I have anything as a mother-"
It's all messy.
Shen Chijin frowned, but unfortunately the permission to communicate had not yet been opened, helplessly, his cold fingers rubbed his little head.
ββ¦ Don't you touch me. β
The villain was tired and tired, sitting on the carpet, complaining all the time, as if he had been wronged to the extreme, with a stubbornness, and finally fell asleep on the small round table.
Shen Chijin's dark eyes pressed down.
Dragging its body, he carefully carried it to the bed.
Its little one, lying on the bed and not honest, scratched at the air with both hands, as if it could really grasp something.
ββ¦β¦ Don't leave. β