Two hours later, one big and one small collapsed on the ground without any image, porridge and porridge held up their little belly, a little burping, and the little fat paw waved weakly, "Eat, I can't eat." ”

The ingredients that the clerk brought to them just now have been swept away and all entered their stomachs.

"I can't do it either." Anya looked at the ceiling with a blank face, and even a little envious of the starving ghost, at least she didn't have to experience the feeling of her stomach holding up until it exploded.

In fact, she thinks that the gifts she buys with money, as long as they are carefully selected, are not perfunctory.

It doesn't have to be done yourself.

"Nope." Porridge struggled to get up, took out a pill from the fortune and stuffed it into her mouth.

Seeing this, Anya was taken aback, "What did you eat porridge?" ”

She remembers all the poison she had there?

Porridge and porridge were eaten and said, "Digestion pills, my new research, help digestion, and after eating for a while, I will be hungry." ”

So amazing?

Anya breathed a sigh of relief, and said with some curiosity: "Give me a taste too." ”

"Okay, okay." Porridge drew a circle on the ground, and burned a bottle of food pills for her.

Anya ate one, and sure enough, after a while, she didn't feel like she could hold it up, her eyes lit up, she rolled up her sleeves and said, "Go on!" ”

"Uh-huh!" Porridge also got up from the ground, hummed and continued to make it, shouting the slogan in his small mouth, "Eat after eating, finish eating, as long as you don't die, eat to death." ”

Anya: "......" doesn't have to.

There is a quick-acting version of porridge and porridge pills, and the two of them ate dozens of cakes, and finally made one before dark, which is still acceptable.

Looking at the cake in front of her, Anya collapsed to the ground and wiped the sweat from her head.

Luckily, they didn't have to make the cake themselves, and if they really started from scratch, they would have to waste a lot of ingredients.

Congee Congee also sat on the ground, looked at the cake, and laughed happily, "It's finally ready!" ”

After thinking about it, she felt that this alone was not enough.

It seems that there is always something missing.

She tilted her head and thought about it, yes, words!

Other cakes have words on them, and they will also draw beautiful small patterns.

She's going to paint too!

Thinking about it, she scrambled to her feet, and the little chubby paw pinched the strawberry jam and drew it on the cake.

Before Anya could react, she saw that the porridge had been painted.

She looked down and was momentarily dumbfounded.

Seeing that the cake that was originally quite passable instantly had an extra layer of ghost painting charms, she said cautiously: "Porridge porridge, this is ......"

"It's our family." Congee Porridge happily patted the little fat hand and said, looking up at her, "Mom, is it good-looking?" ”

The corners of Anya's mouth twitched, and she nodded with difficulty, "It's good-looking." "It's weird.

She didn't even want to recognize her, she thought she was pretty good-looking.

Congee Congee was very happy, pointing and saying, "Mom, this is you, this is Uncle Kou, and this is me." ”

"I didn't draw my father this time, I owe my uncle too jealous, he must be unhappy with his father, it's his birthday today, let him be happy."

Hearing this, Anya's heart warmed, she held her little girl on her lap, touched her little head and said, "Congee porridge, in fact, Ling Feng either doesn't like your father, or is a little jealous." ”

After all, this is his own daughter, but he is so close to other people, he will definitely not be happy.

Congee nodded her little head, very well-behaved, "Mom, I know, the same is true of the senior brothers, if I get close to one senior brother, the other senior brothers will also be unhappy, hey, man, it's so careful." ”

As she spoke, she frowned her little eyebrows, her hands were also holding her fleshy little, and her little face was full of "sorrow".

She's too hard.

Anya burst out laughing and nodded her forehead, "People are big ghosts." ”

When she looked at the cake again, she felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Although the painting skills of Congee Congee were still as obsessed as ever, if Ling Feng knew that there was no Qin Yan here, he would definitely be super happy.

Not bad either.

asked the clerk to help them pack, and at this time, Qin Yan also came.

He glanced at it and asked, "Okay?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Congee nodded and boasted, "Dad, the cake I made is super beautiful!" ”

Qin Yan touched her little head, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm." Don't use him, Congee Congee holds the cake by himself, and is careful along the way.

Ye Lingfeng chose to spend his birthday at home, he just wanted to stay with them, and he didn't want to go outside to make noise.

Qin Yan took them to the Ye family and didn't go in.

Congee Congee waved at him, "Dad, I'm not going back today, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Qin Yan nodded and raised his chin, "Go ahead." ”

"Uh-huh." Porridge nodded her head and pulled Anya inside.

"Mom, you go in first, I'll come back later." When he arrived at the door, Congee Congee winked at Anya, "I'm going to give Uncle Kouyu a surprise." ”

"Okay." Anya covered her mouth and smiled secretly, floating in.

It happened that Ye Lingfeng had finished the last dish, and when he saw her, he wondered: "What about the porridge?" ”

"Outside, close your eyes."

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, is the gift coming?

He couldn't help but look expectant, obediently closed his eyes, and couldn't help but guess what it would be.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a rustling sound.

After a while, Congee Congee said, "All right." ”

Ye Lingfeng hurriedly opened his eyes, and when he saw the things on the coffee table, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

What the hell is this?

Porridge didn't notice it yet, blinked his eyes and said excitedly: "Uncle Kou, this is the cake that my mother and I made for you, do you like it?" ”

Ye Lingfeng looked at the cake in front of him, he was a little stunned for a while, he should say whether he liked it or not.

Seeing his expression, Anya coughed lightly, their craftsmanship was indeed a little worse, and coupled with the soul painting of porridge, it successfully made the already ugly cake a little uglier.

She had no choice but to come up with a killer idea: "Congee porridge, tell me what you are drawing?" ”

Congee Congee nodded, pointed to the painting on it and said, "It's the three of us, this is ......"

After she finished speaking, Anya turned her head to look at Ye Lingfeng, took out a killer idea, and said, "There is no President Qin, there is only our family of three." ”

Sure enough, hearing this, Ye Lingfeng's eyes lit up, "I like this gift!" ”

It's rare that the little girl only thinks about him and doesn't bring Qin Yan with her.

He looked at the cake carefully, and well, it's still pretty good.

He said how he liked the cake so much when he saw it.

This is the love of a little girl!

He didn't want to eat, took out his mobile phone and took a photo, and for the first time in his life, he sent a circle of friends out.

As soon as the results were issued, there were several more comments at the bottom.

Click on it and take a look, it's all "? He asked him what the hell it was.

He pouted, a group of visionless ones.

He was about to close his phone when he suddenly saw more messages, and his eyes were suddenly ......