Allen kept replying to messages all night, and his heart was full of thoughts, Su Shirin was his only artist, and he was already very attentive, so whenever there was anything going on around Su Shirin, he could detect it.

Since he came here, he always felt that the peach blossoms of his artists seemed to be a little vigorous.

But it's not good for him to poke it directly.

What if?

What if it gets worse after you poke it?

Alan scratched his head tangledly, what is this called, although he felt that Qi Yan might not be a 100% correct choice, but it was a little discordant to look at the extra one at this time.

Su Shirin didn't know about her agent's troubles, she looked at Su Xiaohe who was standing in front of her, and her eyes hurt a little.

Didn't this kid get better before?

Why is this like this again?

"Looking for me?"

Although she thought so in her heart, she was still gentle with Su Xiaohe.

If Su Xinglan is here, there will definitely be no such treatment.

"Sister, this is the little cake I made for you."

If you don't eat it today, it won't taste good tomorrow.

Su Shirin looked at the delicate small box that Su Xiaohe took out from behind his back, which was only the size of a palm, and it was really a 'small cake'.

Seeing that Su Shirin was watching, Su Xiaohe hurriedly explained: "I pay attention to it when I do it, eat a little bit of this, and you won't get fat." ”

It's all made with the best materials.

Su Shirin naturally didn't think that Su Xiaohe was trying to assassinate himself, but when he took the cake, he wondered: "You made it yourself?" ”

I didn't see that the Su family still had this talent.

She thought they were just as talented as she was in this area.

I have to say that in this cognition, Su Shirin is very sober.

Su Xiaohe saw that Su Shirin accepted the small gift he had prepared, and smiled shyly: "I made it myself, they all said it was delicious, I don't know if my sister likes it or not." ”

"I like it, it's pretty good."

Su Shirin didn't have any bad feelings towards Su Xiaohe, who was like a little rabbit, and raised his hand to rub his sister's head.

Then he got Su Xiaohe's star-eyed attachment and obedient appearance.

After being touched by his sister's head, Su Xiaohe felt that his whole body was fluttering, and when he returned to his room, he passed by Su Xinglan's room unexpectedly.

"Hey—"

The door opened precisely when Su Xiaohe was about to step over.

"Why don't you just tell her you're going to celebrate her birthday?"

After opening the door, Su Xinglan had a tiger on his face, and he couldn't see his mood clearly at this time.

Su Xiaohe snorted lightly: "Sister won't guess it, don't worry." ”

She is not a fool, and she didn't go to deliver the cake after observing it, mainly because there are not too many people here who can cover for them, and my sister doesn't care about this kind of small thing in the first place, so she won't think about it at all.

However, Su Xinglan seemed a little anxious.

"Who cares about that."

Su Xinglan was stubborn to the end and refused to admit it.

"Since you don't care, then I'll go back."

Su Xiaohe is now immune to Su Xinglan's stinky face, besides, everyone is already here, don't you want to celebrate your sister's birthday?

In fact, neither she nor Su Xinglan has ever had a good birthday.

This time they can celebrate their birthdays together, and for her and Su Xinglan, the meaning is different.

Su Xiaohe happily went to his room to check the preparations he had made, leaving Su Xinglan, who was a little embarrassed behind him.

Why didn't he hold back?

(End of chapter)