After Leng Yinian and Mo Shaoting left the jewelry store, they went to the cake shop together. "Husband, the cake I made last time, did you feel satisfied with it?"

Mo Shaoting smiled faintly.'You don't want to make another cake today, do you?'

"How do you know? But I haven't done it for so long. I'm afraid I can't do it well." Leng Yinian took his arm and smiled.

Mo Shaoting stroked her hair.'I'll do it. I promised you to make your favorite cake for the rest of your life."

In fact, at that time, Mo Shaoting would like to learn all this, but also for the sake of cold...