"Well

The pastries in the paper bag leaked less and less. Lingwan shook the almost weightless paper bag in her hand. She suddenly remembered that before leaving, she gave all the other pastries to the waiters. She didn't know if the waiters had delivered the pastries.

In Ran Mofeng's room.

"Stupid guy, he is just as stupid as that woman. He will be deceived no matter what he buys. What if eating such unskilled food hurts the wisdom of the princes? As for Mo Feng,

Bad pastries will be gone if they are gone~

His two dolls have plenty of good pastries.[

If he goes without anything, he will get better and more delicious food from the two dolls.

No pity!

Ran Qingchen was thinking sweetly in her heart, looking like she was greedy to take advantage of two five-year-old babies, and asked Lingwan calmly.

"

Lingwan was left speechless by Ran Qingchen's question.

Can't believe it!

How can there be a father who goes to see his baby and waits for the baby to bring him delicious food?

The question was so natural and natural, as if the whole thing was supposed to develop like this?

Lingwan was frightened by her master's too true expression of himself.

"However, the scent of flowers has given me an inspiration. If this idea comes to fruition in the future, it will definitely cause a major event that shocks the whole world."

I don't know what kind of rich smell is mixed with the floral fragrance of the pastry.

It seems to be stained on the clothes and will not fade away for a long time.

Ran Qingchen smelled the scent of pastries lingering on her sleeves, and an idea suddenly came to her mind, and she said incredulously.

"Hmm? Master, what do you mean by your words? What kind of big event that shocked the world?"

His master became confused again and was thinking abnormally?

Lingwan heard that the words did not match up, and she did not understand what idea Ran Qingchen had in mind.

"Isn't it the most beautiful thing in the world when flowers pass by and their fragrance lingers? Isn't it the most beautiful thing in the world? Lingwan, you say

Lingwan was not a make-up makeup artist at Rouge Pollen House, so she might not quite understand his thoughts. Ran Qingchen did not explain more, but simply told Lingwan the simple meaning, and had a rough idea in her mind.

direction of development.

If things were as he imagined, a stream of pollen smeared on clothes would not be easily blown away, nor would it be scattered by people's movement, what a wonderful and magical thing it would be?
Chapter completed!