It\'s really the first time for the eldest son of Mohism to take out such a thing. His beautiful eyes flash and flash.

Jiang listened to his son\'s shining eyes and smiled several times before he began to unpack.

After all the bags were opened, the cake in the transparent box was completely exposed.

It looks exquisite and delicious.

"Would you rather see magic?"

A little guy has been sucking at the cake for several times. He wants to eat it!

But magic... Also want to see.

"Yes."

"Then watch it."

Untie the bow tied on it, and then slowly open the cover.

When the lid is completely lifted, the cake inside will burst out instantly.

Smooth and delicate sea salt milk cover, with soft Qifeng cake and crispy nuts

"Wow, how beautiful ~"

Then he said, "Jiang listens to Xu. Is this really what you changed?"

Um

How do you feel that you don\'t want to fool the silly son in front of you?

"What do you call me?"

The little guy didn\'t expect his mother to change the topic so fast that she was speeding, okay?

To say that the little guy hasn\'t seriously called his mother several times. After all, mother and son rarely meet. In addition to their studies, Jiang listens to Xu\'s heart and pours on the man. He doesn\'t care much about his own son.

The villain is very tangled. In fact, he wants to call those two words, but somehow, he just can\'t call them out.

Seeing his son\'s expression of crying, Jiang listened to Xu helplessly:

"Well, well, you can call it whatever you like. Let\'s cut the cake."

Who let me apologize for this little guy first?

Silently cut the cake and hand it to the villain.

At this meeting, Xiaoning\'s face finally returned to normal. After taking it, he scooped it into his mouth:

"Eat well, it\'s so sweet and soft. You can eat ginger!"

"Good!"

Jiang Tingxu didn\'t really like this sweet and greasy thing. He couldn\'t go on after only two bites. He sat aside and watched his son eat.

"Wow ~ wow ~ it\'s really delicious."

The little guy was admiring as he ate.

I really doubt that this kind of food is made in a small shop outside. Is it really delicious made by a master specially hired by the Mohist School for this little guy from abroad?

Naturally, the two cannot be compared.

But for children, outsiders and their mothers buy them to eat, they certainly prefer the latter. The meaning of the two is completely different!

"The study hasn\'t been cleaned yet. Can you eat here by yourself? We\'ll go out after cleaning?"

It\'s more than 11 o\'clock now. After cleaning and taking a bath, it must be more than 12 o\'clock. It\'s almost one o\'clock. It\'s just right to find a place to eat.

"Well, good!"

"You can\'t eat more. Two pieces at most. Otherwise, you won\'t be able to eat much when you go out to eat delicious food."

The little guy was happy to hear that there were delicious food:

"I\'d rather eat two pieces." he listened to Jiang Xu carefully and broke out two fingers.

"Then I\'ll go in. Call me if you need anything."

"OK."

......

At the same time, on the set.

At half-time, moboyuan sat in his exclusive chair and his face was not very good.

Not far away, the assistant is talking to the director.

"Zhou Xian."

When the assistant heard the noise, the man came quickly:

"Brother Mo, what can I do for you?"

"Let me ask you something. The other party was on the phone all the time when you called. What\'s going on?"

Um?

The assistant was stunned and said:

"This is black."

"Pull black?"

Someone almost clenched his teeth before jumping out of the word.