After reading the book, I just want salted fish

At this point, the night was already very deep, and the cool evening wind from the capital was blowing in. Che Xiayun held the car keys in his hand and walked slowly towards the garage.

There were several luxury cars parked in the spacious and bright garage. She browsed around and found the corresponding car, her eyelids twitched - it was a pink two-seater supercar that was flamboyant and flamboyant.

After driving out of the villa area, she walked around the surrounding neighborhood according to the route she remembered, and found a dessert shop that was still open—hotplaydessert.

For a birthday, it is more practical to send a cake.

Che Xiayun parked her sports car on the side of the road and strode into the store. The milky smell of baked cakes wafted into her nostrils, and the warm yellow lights shone on her, dispelling the last chill of the night.

The clerk is a very well-behaved girl with a sweet smile on her face, which matches the atmosphere of the store, "Welcome."

Che Xiayun nodded lightly, and glanced around the store. The glass cabinets were basically empty, and there were only a few samples of the birthday cake that were not for sale.

Sure enough, it was too late, she was a little lost.

The clerk noticed the look on her face and asked tentatively, "Hello, may I know what you need?"

Che Xiayun replied without any hope, "Is there any more birthday cake?"

The clerk saw that although she was dressed casually, the material was high-quality and was ordered privately, so he took out an exquisitely crafted ice cream cake from the freezer, "We only have this one birthday cake, and it was made by our boss himself today, and the price is 13141.7. "

so expensive? !Che Xiayun was speechless secretly, but her expression didn't change. Fortunately, she is now a rich second generation, so she is not short of this little money.

The ice cream cake is not big, but the design is very delicate and unique.

The whole is a circular stage covered with a red velvet carpet. In the center of the stage is a dancing girl with one foot on the ground. Surrounded by clusters of thorny roses circling her calves and growing upwards, the strange thing is that the roses The petals are all dark red, in stark contrast to the girl's white dance dress.

A layer of mist floated on the cake that was just taken out of the freezer, making the already beautiful design even better. Che Xiayun's eyes lit up, and he murmured, "Together, forever?"

In fact, having read a lot of novels, what she thinks in her heart is that this design is like imprisoning a canary, especially when the dancing girl's face is still very pale, which makes her even more sickly and emotional.

The clerk smiled and said, "Yes, our boss started making this cake as soon as he got up this morning. He didn't eat any lunch or dinner. It was just made."

Che Xiayun nodded slightly, "I want it."

The clerk quickly boxed the cake, tied it with a red ribbon, took out another cutlery set, and said with a smile, "It's 140 yuan and seven cents in total. Do you swipe the card or scan the code?"

"Scan the QR code." Che Xiayun subconsciously touched the phone, her pocket was empty, she was too casual when going out, she didn't bring anything except the car keys, her expression froze, "Sorry, I forgot to bring my phone."

The clerk's eyes were a little weird, but her good quality kept her smiling, "It's all right."

Che Xiayun looked a little embarrassed, glanced out the door, and was thinking about how to explain to the clerk when a hidden guard walked in, took out a black card from his pocket, and handed it over with both hands, "Young master. "

"Yeah." Che Xiayun took the card and handed it to the clerk, feeling very comfortable, the life of the rich is really good, "Swipe the card."

"Okay." The clerk took the black card and complained silently in his heart. Is this a new way of pretending to be coercive?

After paying the bill, Che Xiayun carefully lifted the cake and put it on the passenger seat, and drove back to the villa in a pink sports car. The wall clock in the hall clearly showed that it was already 55:[-].

She was carrying the cake, and she didn't have time to change her shoes. She walked upstairs, stood in front of Ma Qingyu's bedroom door, took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and violently hammered the mahogany door in front of her, shouting loudly, "Hey, come out!"

Che Xiayun was very satisfied with her superb acting skills, that's what the playboy rich second generation likes to do.

In the room, Ma Qingyu was lying in the bathtub and taking a bath. The warm water could well relieve her tiredness of the day. The sudden knock on the door, oh no, it was the knock on the door that made her frown. The yelling at the door was ridiculously loud and penetrating, so she could hear it clearly in the bathroom.

Ma Qingyu stood up slowly while holding onto the edge of the bathtub, wrapped herself in a large towel, and walked out of the bathroom barefoot, with wet hair hanging down her shoulders, and her long and upturned eyelashes were a little foggy.

Like a damp lotus flower after rain, its temperament is so dusty that people can't help but stop and admire it, but they can't think of picking it.

Che Xiayun counted the time, a little impatient, why didn't she come out, it will be past zero later, she raised her hand and was about to smash it a few more times, when the door suddenly opened.

Ma Qingyu covered the bath towel on his chest with one hand, and held the doorknob with the other hand, and opened the door half way, with a lazy expression, more noble, "What's the matter?"

When Che Xiayun saw her just out of the bath, her ears turned red—reddish cheeks, slender swan neck, white and round shoulders, and collarbone with dripping water droplets, extremely sexy.

She hurriedly stuffed the cake into Ma Qingyu's arms, looked sideways, folded her hands on her chest, and looked very unbearable, "I forgot to tell you, happy 19th birthday."

Ma Qingyu was stunned for a moment, looked at the cake in his arms, pursed his lips, "Thank you."

The bell in the living room struck twelve o'clock on time, when, when, when——

Che Xiayun carelessly put his hand on her shoulder, and pushed her back into the room, "Go back and put on your clothes."

After speaking, she closed the door from the outside, leaving only Ma Qingyu standing inside with the cake in her arms, the corners of her mouth gradually raised—this guy.

Che Xiayun ran back to her room, lay down on the bed, touched her chest, carefully felt her beating little heart, and exhaled~ a lively little life.

Giving Ma Qingyu a birthday cake to curry favor with the heroine of the original book, Xiao Ming can live longer again, Che Xiayun feels that her logic has no problem, and she is very humane.

After calming down, she went downstairs to change her shoes, and then grabbed the phone on the coffee table to unlock it and took a look, with a complicated expression on her face.

She is a dignified researcher of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, a high-level intellectual, and she is going to go to high school tomorrow, which is the simplest freshman year!

Che Xiayun reluctantly comforted herself that at least there was still biology class to listen to. As for the other courses, of course they were fishing for fish, and naturally they should not be too showy in the exam, just scribbled.

After getting the phone, Che Xiayun subconsciously turned on Mouyin, a short video software she likes to watch in her leisure life.

Slowly walking up to the second floor, Che Xiayun smirked while watching the bewitching behavior of the beauties and handsome men, and bumped into the gold-encrusted door frame.

There was a muffled bang between Mr. Che's forehead and the expensive high-end door frame, and at the same time there was a suppressed laughter.

"Pfft-"

Ma Qingyu changed into light and light off-white pajamas, holding an unpacked cake and two sets of tableware in her hands, and happened to stand in the aisle on the second floor, watching the whole process with her eyes.

Che Xiayun's eyes were filled with stares, she stretched out her paws blankly, touched her head, there was a big swelling on her forehead, Ma Qingyu's laughter echoed in her ears, and tears fell down uncontrollably , she hurriedly wiped away her tears, and looked at Ma Qingyu fiercely, "What are you laughing at?!"

Ma Qingyu stopped smiling, and his expression returned to calm, "I'm sorry."

Che Xiayun sniffed, then touched the big bag on her forehead, and turned on the front camera of her mobile phone aggrievedly, and saw her beautiful face, but she was very sad because the beauty on the left side of Mr. Che's forehead There was a big bruise in the middle and a red bump around it, which formed a sharp contrast with the glowing white skin around it.

Ma Qingyu walked to her side holding the cake, "It will be much better if you apply ice cubes."

Che Xiayun turned her head and glared at her, perfectly displaying her playboy nature, "I know, don't worry about it."

Ma Qingyu raised her slender eyebrows, but didn't answer her words.

Che Xiayun put away her mobile phone and ran downstairs again. This time, she didn't dare to walk while looking at her mobile phone.

Ma Qingyu looked at her back, held the cake in her hand, and walked downstairs gracefully and slowly. She felt like she had stepped out of the red carpet on this ordinary step.

Che Xiayun put ice cubes on his forehead with a towel, sat on the sofa thinking about life, and could bump into the door frame when he walked. How long will it last, you must be more careful in the future, and save your life.

Ma Qingyu put the cake on the coffee table, picked up a plastic table knife, pointed it at the dark rose at the dancer's feet, cut off a small piece, and put it on a plain white plate. The ice cream filling in the cake had melted a little, and the white filling was milk-flavored. There is a little yellow peach pulp mixed in the heart, which looks very delicious.

Eating dessert in the middle of the night is a luxury for someone like her who strictly controls her figure.

She dug a corner of the cake on the plate with a spoon, and put the ice cream cake and the spoon in her mouth. The fresh creamy taste and slightly bitter dark chocolate filled her mouth. After chewing a little, she bit the yellow peach pulp , the juice just relieved the previous slightly heavy taste.

It was very delicious. Ma Qingyu gave a very high evaluation in his heart, squinted his eyes, and ate the cake with enjoyment.

The spoon was filled to the mouth, and came out empty, with some crystal saliva on the surface of the spoon.

Che Xiayun was sitting next to her, smelling the aroma of ice cream cake, watching her tempting eating, swallowing silently.

"Crooked, cut a piece for me too," Mr. Che finally couldn't help it, staring at the ice cream cake on the coffee table that was about to melt, changed his sitting position, put his left leg on his right leg, and raised his legs, " More ice cream."

Ma Qingyu was as calm as if he hadn't heard her words. He dug another small spoon full of cake and put it in his mouth. He rolled up the ice cream with the tip of his pink tongue and tasted it carefully with the spoon in his mouth.

Mr. Che curled his lips and muttered, "Stingy, I can't bear to eat a piece of your cake."

"Young master, I will cut it myself." As she said that, she was about to reach for the knife on the coffee table.

It was too late, but soon, a warm palm covered the junction of the back of her hand and her forearm——Ma Qingyu held her wrist, hooked the corners of her mouth, and revealed a smile that was so beautiful that it could captivate people's hearts , "Eat my cake, but there are conditions."

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The author has something to say:

Xia Yun (Salted Fish): How about eating you?What are the conditions?