Poof——
The two of them blew out the candles together, and then looked at each other unconsciously.
Qingyu first withdrew his gaze, pulled out the candles on the cake, put them aside neatly, and started cutting the cake.
Cut a piece first, carefully put it on a small paper plate, push it in front of Zingyun, and handed him a fork: "Try it."
The fork was very small, and when Zingyun reached out to pick it up, his fingers inevitably touched her hand. But he was so calm that he didn't even notice, so he took the fork and ate it.
Qingyu also calmly took back her hand and clenched it into a fist.
Tingyun turned to look at her: "You should eat too."
"Hmm." Qingyu also picked up the fork and asked him casually: "How does it taste?"
Tingyun curled his lips and smiled: "It tastes good, but the decoration is a bit ugly. The cakes in this store are not good, so remember to find another store next time you buy cakes."
Qingyu seemed to be choked.
Tingyun looked at her with a smile.
It has long been obvious that she made the cake herself. Which cake shop chef would decorate such ugly flowers?
But it tastes really good. It should have been made in a DIY bakery, using other people’s ingredients.
Tingyun looked at her depressed face and stopped teasing her: "I'm teasing you. Did you make this cake yourself? It's really well done, I like it very much."
Qingyu muttered: "You just said you couldn't do it."
"Of course it's not okay for the cake shop chef to make it like this. If you make it like this, I have to give you a thumbs up. After all..."
Qingyu waited for him to say it with a serious expression.
Tingyun smiled: "After all, I can't ask too much of you."
After hearing this, Qingyu pouted unhappily: "It's not fair to measure me by the standards of professionals!"
Tingyun smiled: "By the standards of non-professionals, I am asking you tolerantly."
After hearing this, Qingyu's heart trembled slightly: "It sounds like you have eaten many cakes made by non-professionals."
Tingyun was digging into the cake. Hearing this, he stopped holding the fork in his hand and said thoughtfully, "There aren't many, just one."
Just one? Which one?
Qingyu's heart tightened. She didn't want to ask and buried herself in eating the cake.
Tingyun said indifferently: "I thought you would ask me, which one is it?"
Qingyu muttered: "Why should I ask?"
"Because I really want to tell you." Tingyun was reluctant.
But I don’t want to know! Qingyu shouted in her heart.
Tingyun smiled and looked at her: "That person is myself. I do better than you."
Qingyu was startled for a moment, then she felt relaxed and happy, and she said delicately: "There is no basis for what you say."
"Then I'll prove it to you later." Tingyun took another bite of cake.
"When will you look back?" Qingyu asked.
Tingyun smiled tenderly at her: "It's your birthday, okay?"
"Okay!" Qingyu's heart bubbled with happiness: "My birthday is March 21st, remember it."
Tingyun blinked at her: "Don't worry, it's engraved in my heart and I'll never forget it!"
It’s this kind of words that seem ordinary but also seem to have profound meaning.
Does this make her think too much or not?
After Tingyun said these sultry words, he lowered his head to eat the cake again. After eating this small piece, he really felt a little full.
We just had a dinner together and ate cake. Now we are eating it again. If it hadn’t been for the cake brought by Qingyu, he would have definitely refused to eat it.
Qingyu said considerately next to her: "You just had a party with your classmates and you have already had dinner. Just try the cake. If you can't eat it, don't eat it."
Tingyun took the plastic box and covered the remaining cake: "Well, I'll take the rest back and eat it tomorrow morning."
When Qingyu heard this, she stretched out her hand to stop him. Just as Zingyun moved his hand, she pressed her hand on the back of his hand.
Tingyun turned his head and looked at her with raised eyebrows, his eyes saying: Why are you touching me?
Qingyu quickly retracted her hand:
"What I want to say is, um, don't want this cake.
"Now that there is heating, the dormitory is very hot. It will become stale after being left there overnight. Your stomach will feel uncomfortable after eating it."
Tingyun continued to collect the cakes: "It's okay. If you eat too much, buy me medicine. I know you will be responsible for your actions."
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No, what is her behavior like?
She kindly made him a cake, but how could he make it sound like she had done something bad to him?
Fortunately, she always thought he was so good, it turns out that he can also be wilted and bad! Qingyu cursed.
Tingyun packed the cake and looked into the box again, and found that there was something like a greeting card at the bottom of the box: "Is this for me too?"
"Yeah." Qingyu nodded slightly.
Tingyun reached out and carefully took out the thing.
The light blue cardboard is as light as the sky above your head in the early morning. It says in cute calligraphy "Domineering and stopping the clouds, unparalleled in the world!"
Tingyun laughed: Only she can say such exaggerated words!
He smiled and opened the first page, and stood up unexpectedly.
It was a building like an ancient palace, with a little man in a dragon robe standing in front of him. He had a cute look, but his arrogant expression really had a bit of his charm.
It turns out that this is a self-made three-dimensional book. The three-dimensional shapes of the inner pages are all drawn and carved by hand. The key is that they are in color, and each color is separately glued on with colored paper.
How much effort does this take!
Zingyun looked up at Qingyu in surprise: "Did you do it?"
"Well, I'm awesome!" Qingyu proudly raised her little chin.
When it comes to handicrafts, she is very confident!
She likes to make all kinds of beautiful little things. When she was in school, she was picked up by the teacher and made to stand because she secretly folded papers in the desk during class.
Well, standing still is not the point. The point is that her handiwork is really good.
"Awesome!" Tingyun did not hesitate to praise him.
The most important thing is not her craftsmanship, but her thoughtfulness in preparing this gift.
Tingyun turned another page. This page was about a garden in the south of the Yangtze River. A handsome young man stood by the pond with a smile while shaking his folding fan.
The shape of Jiangnan gardens is relatively delicate, but it is much more difficult to create than the palace on the previous page.
Tingyun looked at the pop-up book in his hand, and his heart had already turned into warm spring water.
Looking through it again, it is a sparse column-style building that looks like the Temple of Apollo. The little man in front wearing a loose robe with one shoulder exposed is naturally the sun god Apollo.
The next picture, a medieval castle and a count. The next picture, a domed palace and a prince wearing Aladdin-like clothes...
The last picture is a modern building full of technology. In front of it is a little man wearing a space suit, floating with one foot off the ground.
This book has only eight pages in total, and I finished it in a short time.
Tingyun closed the book without finishing it, raised his head and asked Qingyu: "What is the meaning of this book you made? Do I travel through various periods of ancient and modern times, China and foreign countries, and experience various famous buildings?"
"Yeah." Qingyu smiled mischievously: "Let you wear a book and become an emperor, a prince, and a male god. How about it? Do you feel good?"
It’s so wonderful, isn’t it? I’m so pampered that I’m almost floating!
Chapter completed!