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After hanging up the phone, Ling Jiuze held Su Xi's cell phone, the smile on his lips never leaving. He didn't know what kind of poison Su Xi had planted for him. As long as he saw her, he felt happy from the inside out.

He turned around and saw that Su Xi was walking over with a plate of cake. She was wearing very simple clothes today, a white T-shirt, blue jeans, white shoes, her hair was combed into a half-high ponytail, and her eyebrows were delicate and smart under the autumn sun.

Her skin is so white that it's almost transparent, and her every frown and smile can make people's hearts beat uncontrollably.

Su Xi came over and handed him the cake plate, "Would you like to eat it?"

Ling Jiuze reached out to take the plate, and held her wrist with his other hand to bring her into his arms. He took a bite of the cake and said with a warm smile, "Wu Ma was not good at making desserts before, but now she makes them better for you."

It’s getting better!”

Su Xi leaned on his shoulder, put her arms around his waist, and raised her head slightly, "Don't you like sweets?"

Ling Jiuze took a mouthful of cake with a spoon and put it into his mouth. He lowered his head slightly when he heard the sound, "Huh?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Xi staring at the cake in his hand and suddenly smiled, "It turns out you didn't really give it to me, you just gave it to me."

Su Xi raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when the man suddenly kissed her, holding her lips in his mouth and saying in a hoarse voice, "Give it back to you!"

Su Xi kissed the sweet cheese cream on his lips and couldn't help but speak.

Ling Jiuze originally wanted to tease her, but he was tempted by her and couldn't help but deepen the kiss. He put the cake plate aside, held her face, and kissed her more and more intently.

Baxi was originally waiting for Su Xi to feed her cake. At this time, her eyes were staring at Su Xi blankly, and then she looked at the cake plate that Ling Jiuze had put aside, and she let out an aggrieved whimper.

David stood up and walked over. When Su Xi wasn't paying attention, he held the cake plate in his mouth, put it behind the swing chair, and looked at Baxi with a somewhat cunning eye.

Baxi didn't move with a dull look on his face.

David ran back again and hugged Baxi to eat the cake.

Su Xi noticed the movements of the two dogs and whispered, "My cake,"

Ling Jiuze's throat rolled, "I'll get it for you later."

After saying that, he pinched Su Xi's chin and asked her to concentrate.

When Su Xi was let go by Ling Jiuze, she happened to see David putting the clean plate back on the swing chair for her.

He even knew how to put the plate back for her!

Really good!

Su Xi leaned on Ling Jiuze's chest and tilted her head to look at David. David wanted to make a ferocious expression to scare Su Xi. Who knew that as soon as he grinned, he saw Ling Jiuze turn around and was frightened and ran away.

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Baxi did not run away, but sat in front of Su Xi, slurping a mouthful of cream, wagging his tail, and waiting for Su Xi to feed him the second piece.

Su Xi lay on Ling Jiuze's shoulder, too happy to lift her head.

This weekend, Sheng Yangyang went home to spend a day with her parents.

In the afternoon, Sheng's mother brought some gifts back and piled them on the coffee table. "I went to Country Y with your father a few days ago and bought two skirts for Xi Bao'er. You can bring them to her. Over here."

These are for Mr. Jiang, isn’t it time to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival? Xibao’er must go back to Yuncheng and ask her to bring them to Mr. Jiang.”

Sheng Yangyang was arranging flowers in a vase when she saw seven or eight handbags stacked on the coffee table. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Mom, now Xibao'er's food, clothing, housing and transportation are all taken care of by Ling Jiuze. Ling Jiuze buys her clothes as if they were wholesale. You

No need to buy her clothes."

"What do you know? We represent our mother's family!" Sheng's mother glanced at Sheng Yangyang with disgust, "Don't talk nonsense, just take it to Xi Bao'er!"

Sheng's father came over and handed a glass of freshly squeezed juice to Sheng's mother. He smiled and said to Sheng Yangyang, "You only come back once a week. Don't make your mother angry. She will do whatever she says!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you're told, just don't talk too much!" Sheng Yangyang shrugged. She couldn't afford to offend Mrs. Sheng who was in menopause, and she couldn't afford to offend Mrs. Sheng who was doted on by her husband.

She inserted two more freesias into the vase. The cell phone she placed aside suddenly rang. She picked it up and answered, "Jin Rong!"
Chapter completed!