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"You want cake too?"
Xue Xue'er smiled and helplessly tapped his forehead.
How old was he? He was still like a child playing with her. He clearly did not like the children having cake to eat, but he did not have it himself. He even came over to say that he was jealous.
He really was a man with a child's temper.
"Are you going to do it or not?"
Ouyang Qing'an pulled Xue Xue'er's hand over and rubbed it back and forth in his palm. He said softly, "Just do it for the children. You never pay attention to me. Is it not enough to love me?"
When he said this, Xue Xue'er was speechless and facepalmed.
"Alright, I love you. I will do it for you."
"Okay!"
Ouyang Qing'an felt much better now. He leaned against her and watched her choose the cake for him. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
His eyes were filled with obvious pampering and warmth.
Xue Xue'er hooked up a touch of cream and lightly tapped on his nose.
She controlled it very well. This little bit of cream looked a little playful and gave people an indescribable warmth and mischievousness.
"Hey, White Nose Immortal."
Xue Xue'er kissed the tip of his nose and took the cream to continue making the cake.
How could Ouyang Qing'an let her go? He also tapped the cream on the side on her cheek.
The two of them started playing in the kitchen.
The servants outside could clearly hear the two of them playing. A maid who had just come to work at home could not help but open her mouth in envy when she heard them.
"The relationship between the president and the madam is really good. My wife at home is not so friendly to me either."
Hearing her words, everyone laughed and teased her.
"Of course. Can you compare yourself with that woman in your family with the CEO and Madam? Comparisons will make people angry."
As they spoke, Mrs Wang came over and coughed lightly.
The maids quickly stood up.
"Chief Wang."
"You guys, you really dare to gossip about anyone. Alright, hurry up and get to work. It's our fortune that our wife and mister have a good relationship."
When working in this kind of family, there was no need to worry about anything else. As long as they did their housework well, it would be fine.
Everyone had the same feeling and nodded their heads one after another.
Not long after, Xue Xue'er brought Ouyang Qing'an out of the kitchen.
The cake she wanted to make was very simple. Actually, it was just the cake with cream. With just a little disguise, she would be able to make the cake. Regarding design and aesthetics, she had natural talent.
Not long after, the cake was ready.
The cake that was just made had an indescribable sweet taste of cream. Xue Xue'er smelled it and carried it to the secret base.1
"Mommy?"
Nianxue saw her and stood up in surprise.
"Come, your cake."
Xue Xue'er rubbed her hair and said to her, "You guys play here and can't forget to eat. Alright, I will go and give your father the cake."
After she said that, she left. Nianxue looked at Zhou Jinyan and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.
"Jin, did Mommy know we were here long ago?"
"Yes, of course."
Zhou Jinyan did not take it to heart.
If it was him, he would also want to know Nianxue's position at any time.
However, Xue Xue'er obviously did not come over to disturb them.
He smiled and pushed the textbook in Nianxue's direction.
"Alright, hurry up and do the exercises. You should study hard this year and try to revise the rest of the classes in advance. When the time comes, we can go to school together."
"Okay!"
Nianxue was encouraged by him and happily agreed, but then she immediately frowned again.
"Jin, I'm afraid it won't work. My teacher said that I have jumped two levels in a row. If I jump again, no matter if it is Headmaster or my teacher, they will not agree."
"It's okay. There will be a lot of ways."
Zhou Jinyan rubbed her head. His eyes were deep.
In the living room, Xue Xue'er was talking to Ouyang Qing'an about what happened just now.
"You didn't see that our Nianxue was always sticking to Zhou Jinyan. She listened to everything he said. She will probably follow him when she grows up in the future. Sigh, our daughter."
Her face was full of worry, and Ouyang Qing'an couldn't help but smile.
"Alright, stop talking. Come."
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