“March! Uncle Yang!”

Xing made his hand look like a big trumpet and shouted loudly to March and Walter who were walking outside.

March was tired and wanted to take a walk to eat, but Walter… he just wanted to walk. Take a walk

“I’m coming! We finally felt that our stomach was not so bloated. Why did you suddenly ask me to do it?”

Yue Yue ran over all the way, followed by Walter. Looking at Xing who called them over, Yue Yue touched her lower abdomen which had calmed down a bit, and then said to Xing with a puzzled look on her face.

“Oh, Wen De said that he was afraid that you might burst your stomach, so he made some snacks to strengthen your stomach and digest your food.”

Xing looked at March and Walter who were running all the way, and conveyed Wen De’s words to them.

“Um! And snacks! Great!”

March’s eyes instantly turned into snacks.

“In March, it’s better to control yourself. Even snacks that are good for stomach and digestion will make your stomach uncomfortable after eating too much.”

Wende was wearing an apron and carrying a plate with various red and orange lumpy objects on it.

“Hee hee, of course we are measured.”

March was very embarrassed and scratched her pink hair, then stared at the cake in Wen De’s hand with eyes full of stars.

“What is this? It looks delicious!”

He came closer to Wen De. Before Wen De could explain, March’s little hand very dishonestly took away a piece of pastry from Wen De’s plate.

“Um!!! Sweet and sour, with the aroma of hawthorn and orange! The QQ is bouncy and delicious!”

March squinted her eyes like a kitten, carefully tasting the food in her mouth.

“Chew, chew, chew… Well, there is also the smell of osmanthus, so fragrant!”

“Ha ha.”

Looking at Xiao Sanyue’s intoxicated look, Wen De couldn’t help but laugh.

“Well, this pastry is really good. If Jizi was here, she would definitely pester you to make it every day, right?”

Walter gave an extremely high-end evaluation.

After all, Jizi also likes to pair some delicious snacks with some drinks…well, including coffee.

Although I don’t know the reason, but…yes, Himeko won’t have any adverse reactions when drinking her own coffee

“Star, come and try it too.”

Yueyue handed the cake to Xing’s mouth and said with a smile.

“Come~ah~”

“Ugh!”

“”Chew, chew, chew.”

Xing was chewing the pastry, nodding his head and giving a thumbs up to Wen De.

“Where is Miss Tingyun?”

Walter looked behind Wen De and said to Wen De indifferently.

“She made a temporary room and went back to rest.”

Wend explained to Walter, his eyes flickering slightly.

“That’s it……”

Walter nodded clearly, and then returned to the hotel

“Uncle Yang, what’s wrong?”

I don’t know when March took another piece of cake, and looked at the silent Walter with some doubts.

“Maybe it’s because Uncle Yang is getting older and doesn’t like to fuss anymore, right?”

Wen De shook his head and muttered to March, looking at the few pastries left on the plate and March’s flattened belly, he nodded slightly, and then walked towards the hotel.

“Um? What’s going on with these two people?”

March looked at Wende and Walter, who were clearly looking amiss. He bent down, squinted his eyes, and scratched his smooth chin, looking puzzled.

“Chew Chew Chew……”

Xing was still chewing the pastries, and a very moist sound came from his mouth.

“Well… forget it, go back to sleep!”

Gently stretched her waist, and then pulled down her slightly lifted skirt. March and Xing went back to the room to sleep.

Yes, because double rooms are cheaper than single rooms. , so March’s room and Xing’s are together.

But Wende’s and Walter’s rooms are separate, because there is only one cheap double room…

After packing his things, Wende returned to his room, He took out his mobile phone, opened the text message, and sent the message to Walter.

Wind

“Uncle Yang, something is not right with this Miss Tingyun.”

Walter

“Well, I feel weird too, but I can’t tell what exactly it is.”

In Walter’s bedroom, Walter frowned and replied.

Wind

“I can tell that Miss Zingyun’s body is fine, but her mental strength is much higher. After only two days, it is impossible for a person’s mental strength to increase so quickly.”

Walter

“So…you suspect she is fake?”

Wend

“No, I don’t think it’s like that, but… I can’t tell. Maybe I need more testing?”

Walter

“Hmm… It’s better not to test too much. If any clues are discovered, we will be in a passive state.”

Wend

“I see.”

Putting down the phone, Wen De lay on the bed, looking at the chandelier in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking about.

……………………

The next morning, Wen De got up early. He was going to make breakfast for everyone today, but this time there wasn’t so many details, it was just a simple and simple breakfast, which was not enough to make people happy. The point of changing clothes

“Hey, my benefactor actually got up early to prepare breakfast, which really touched the little girl~”

Tingyun moved his long legs and walked slowly behind Wen De, the folding fan in his hand covered the Slightly raised red lips, jokingly said to Wen De

“Did Miss Tingyun get up so early? Breakfast is not ready yet.”

Wen De said to Tingyun without looking back. His hands moved quickly. The skin of the bun was swinging randomly under Wen De’s strong fingers. The plump meat filling was put into it, and then he wrapped it with a layer of meat. Beautiful folds, no more, no less, exactly eighteen

“Well, the little girl has been away from home all year round and has become accustomed to this kind of early morning routine.”

Tingyun shook his head slightly and said. Seeing that Wen De was focusing on the breakfast in his hands, he just smiled silently, then turned around, and the tip of his big tail vaguely passed Wen De’s back. It made him feel a little itchy on his back

“My benefactor~ The little girl has been lying in the bedroom for a long time recently, and her arms, legs, etc. are all a little stiff. Since the last time she was massaged by her benefactor, the little girl has some hidden problems left by doing business abroad. They have all been cured. I wonder when my benefactor will be able to reveal the skills and let the little girl experience his craftsmanship again?”

Tingyun sat on the seat beside him, his green eyes looked at Wen De, and a look of interest flashed in his eyes.

“If Miss Tingyun doesn’t mind, then of course I have no problem. Everyone is very tired right now, so it’s not impossible to take this opportunity to relax.”

Wiping the flour on his hands, Wen De looked directly into Ting Yun’s eyes with his purple pupils.


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