Meet:? ? ?

why? Isn't he mother's favorite cub? !

Xiangyi quickly said: "Sister Song Song, I remember that you like to eat sweets. This is the **** and cranberry crisp I made by myself. You can try it."

Song Qiuqiu maintained the elegance of the celebrity, picked up a small piece of cranberry pastry, and took a small bite.

"!"

The skin is golden and bright, and the butter and egg yolk are mixed with a crispy taste. The sweet and sour of dried cranberries and the light milky fragrance are perfectly integrated. Just biting such a small piece, only feels soft and waxy, and the lips and teeth are fragrant!

Song Qiuqiu: "Woohoo!!"

Song Qiuqiu stopped pretending to be a lady.

After eating two egg tarts and a few pieces of cranberry pastry, Song Qiuqiu's eyes were full of tears: "It's so delicious! Our Bunny's craftsmanship is truly amazing!"

Xiangyi smiled: "If you like it, eat more."

Grandma Xiang's eyes were kind: "Song Song's appetite is still as good as when she was a child."

"Hey." Turning his head, Song Qiuqiu said uncomfortably to the straight eyes that met, "Why look at me all the time... I look ugly."

Encounter: "I don't know why, when I saw you eating, I thought of a particularly beautiful picture..."

Song Qiuqiu: "Huh?"

The appropriate sixth sense told her that my little uncle might not be able to say anything good, and the girl grabbed the sleeve of the meeting: "Uncle, think about it..."

It may be too late.

Encountered affectionate model: "Isn't it because I have a lot of little piglets? Those little piglets are delicious and delicious when they eat pig food..."

Song Qiuqiu took a deep breath.

Song Qiuqiu began to roll up his sleeves: "Auntie, Tutu, sorry, you may see some pictures of physical discomfort next."

Look at the sky in a suitable way: "Grandma, look, that cloud is like a leaf."

Grandma's grandmother: "Well, I can't see anything except the cloud."

When they met, they looked up, and the sky was so blue that it was not an exaggeration to say that it was cloudless.

"Where is there a cloud..." He was muttering, Song Qiuqiu leaped forward, grabbing his ears with his eyesight and hands, and twisting it half a circle!

Reunion: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Song Songhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Like a little piglet, right? I think you are a pig!"

"Is it fun to throw pomegranates? Huh?!"

"Give you a face, are you still pushing your nose on your face??!"

"..."

The voice was as sweet as ever, but Song Qiuqiu moved his hands without ambiguity. At first glance, he looked like a fake lady's daughter, a real irritable old girl.

Throughout the yard, the howls of ghosts and wolves that met and Song Qiuqiu's Zuan swear words were output.

I do not know how long it has been.

Song Qiuqiu let go, in a tender and soft tone: "Auntie, Tutu, I will borrow the bathroom."

Suitable: "Sister Song Song, let me take you there."

"No need, I know where it is."

When they met and stared at her when they entered the villa, they straightened their backs and blew the cows: "Hehe, with her strength, it's like a mosquito bite, it doesn't hurt or itchy!"

Suitable: "Uncle, but you screamed just now..."

When I met, I was choked and became angry: "I was acting! Can't you see this?"

Grandma Xiang took a sip of tea: "I can see it, you are afraid of Song Song."

"Can I be scared? I am a man and respect women!" The meeting spoke loudly and decisively.

It is suitable to dismantle the platform: "Hey, Song Song, why are you back..."

After meeting each other, he hid under the table, covering his ears with his hands, and his movements were proficient...It was distressing.

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