"Tea!"
In the living room, Luo Pianqian brought two freshly brewed cups of hot tea to Luo Qiu and Nero — at the entrance of the living room, Ghost Baby was still leaning against the wall.
Unlike Luo Pianqian, who was completely unguarded, Ghost Baby was on full alert.
"Are you making something to eat?" Luo Qiu picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and then smiled at Luo Pianqian and asked.
The reason was simple. When he opened the door, this little guy was wearing an apron, busy running out, and there was something resembling flour on his face.
The boss pointed to his own cheek, and only then did Luo Pianqian react. He quickly wiped his face with both hands, "I'm making cake!"
"Cake?"
The little butterfly monster nodded, "Last time at the boss's house, Sister You Ye taught me how to make cake. She said desserts can make people feel good. When I usually eat sweet things, I feel very happy too!"
"That's your instinct." Luo Qiu chuckled.
