The chef of Baofu Building was as good as ever. Chen Danxia and Cheng Yu both ate until their belly was round. Cheng Yu also burped several times exaggeratedly and pulled Cheng Jue's sleeve, "Second brother, I'm so swollen, rub, rub my belly."

"You boy." Cheng Jue shook his head helplessly, bent down and hugged his fat brother in his arms, and slowly rubbed his stomach. "You like to eat, come here tomorrow. Is it necessary to eat like this and make yourself feel so uncomfortable?"

Cheng Xi hummed and said, "It's even more uncomfortable if you don't eat it." He would rather not be able to hold on.

"Brother Cheng, this Baofulou pastry is as delicious as fish." Chen Danxia smiled wickedly.

"Really?" Cheng Qi's eyes were shiny.

"Of course it's true, what are you lying to?" Chen Danxia said with wide eyes.

"Little Jiumei, come here to drink hawthorn water." Xu Lang greeted.

Chen Danxia walked to Xu Lang. He stretched out his long arms and hugged the little girl, hugged her in his arms, clasped her fat waist with one hand, and picked up the cup containing hawthorn water on the table with the other hand, and fed it to her mouth. Seeing her holding the cup with two fat hands, pouting her mouth and drinking it with satisfaction, the corners of her lips raised, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Why haven't the pastry been delivered in?" Cheng Xu had no resistance to eating.

"You can still eat it?" Cheng Jue stopped his hand, which was circled on his belly, and asked questioningly.

"I can eat it, but I have a lot of it." Cheng Yan said authentically.

"Brother Cheng, you are using words indiscriminately again. I want to tell Grandpa Cheng that you will be punished to copy "Shuowen Jiezi" a thousand times." Chen Danxia scared him.

"A thousand times!" Cheng Yu rolled out of Cheng Jue's arms in shock. Cheng Jue helped him and let him stand firmly on the ground instead of falling to the ground. "Little Nine Sister, do you want to be so vicious? You are still a little girl, not a woman."

"I will tell Aunt Miao this." Chen Danxia raised his eyebrows and said.

"I, I, I.... You, you..." Cheng Xi didn't want to be punished by his grandfather and mother. He was so anxious that he kept spinning around. After three rounds, he finally thought about how to fight back from Shen Danxia. "Little Nine Sister, it's not a gentleman to complain."

"I am not a gentleman, I am a little girl." Chen Danxia laughed.

Cheng Jue was embarrassed and looked at Cheng Jue for help, but saw Cheng Jue take out the folding fan that was tied around his waist, slam it opens it, shaking it gently, and fanning out a cool breeze, feeling leisurely, obviously not intending to save his "poor" brother Yu Shuihuo.

Just then, the guy came to bring pastries and tea. Cheng Yu actively helped himself, took a piece of lotus root powder milk cake in his hand, and said with a pleasing voice: "Little Jiu Mei, eat cake."

Chen Danxia was about to reach out to pick it up, but Xu Lang had already taken a piece of mango coconut milk thousand-layer cake and put it to her mouth, "This is a new pastry launched in the store. How does Xiaojiumei taste it?"

When she heard it was a new pastry, Chen Danxia opened her mouth and took a bite. The aroma of eggs and the aroma of milk and fruit fills her mouth. The long-lost smell made her eyes slightly red. She likes to eat mango coconut milk thousand-layer cake in modern times, and has also DIYed. It is not easy to come here for mango and coconut milk. Last time she mentioned a few words to Xu Lang, but he didn't expect that he remembered it, so he asked the chef to make it for her to eat today.

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