Qin Moran walked to the middle of the hall and said to Su Nuo, "Please, please push a dining cart over to the kitchen to put the cake."
"Okay." Su Nuo agreed and ran to the kitchen and pushed out a brand new stainless steel dining cart.
After putting the cake on, Qin Moran began to unpack the cake. Sunuo also helped.
But I didn't expect that as soon as the cake was exposed, the chubby and cute old man handed me a long table knife.
Qin Moran was more direct. He took the knife and cut it with his hands. This neat movement once again showed the "madness" underneath Qin Moran's cute and pretty appearance.
"Ah?" Su Nuo was stunned for a moment, and then asked Qin Moran: "What's your birthday?"
"Yes." Qin Moran said, cutting the large table knife diagonally, and then shoveled a piece of cake as big as a plate.
The cute fat old man handed over another plate very accurately.
Qin Moran put the cake on the plate and handed the whole plate of cake to Su Nuo.
"For me?" Su Nuo looked at the white porcelain plate and such a large piece of cake brought to him, and felt his stomach began to bloat.
"Thank you for the soda, and I'll treat you to cake." Qin Moran smiled slightly, "Also, thank you for attending my birthday party."
"You still remember." Su Nuo smiled and immediately said, "Happy birthday to you. Let me sing you a happy birthday song."
Sunuo sang Happy Birthday in English and Chinese. The cute fat old man was still clapping his hands and smiling beside him. The atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
After Su Nuo finished singing, Qin Moran handed the old man another piece of cake as big as a plate, and then picked up a plate himself.
These three pieces of cake almost complete the top layer. In less than ten minutes, a carefully made three-layer cake was already in pieces.
Su Nuo thought this was quite funny. When he looked at Qin Moran and the fat old man, they were already eating.
Come on, this should be what we have for lunch today, Suno thought.
The cake was really good. Fortunately, Sunuo suggested making a fruit cake. The cream was not too thick and it tasted good and not greasy.
But after finishing this piece of cake, Suno was so full that he almost burped.
"Can I have some water?" Suno was actually quite embarrassed.
"Drink tea." The cute fat old man immediately put down the empty plate in his hand: "I am good at making tea. Please wait a moment."
Su Nuo couldn't help being curious and asked, "Are there no other friends coming? If there are only two or three people eating, there is no need to make such a big cake."
"It won't be wasted. I'll share it with my neighbors later." Qin Moran wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly with his hand, then pressed his belly: "It's really delicious. It's comparable to the cakes I ate in France. The design is also very beautiful.”
An extra large three-layer cake was ordered, but there was only a birthday party for three people including Su Nuo. It seemed that Qin Moran was really crazy and unexpectedly crazy.
The black tea made by the cute fat old man was indeed delicious, but it couldn't save Sunuo's bloated belly.
"Excuse me, is there anything else I can do to help?" Suno asked. She couldn't just stand around after eating or drinking.
"It would be best if you can help me continue eating." The cute fat old man poured another cup of tea for Sunuo and looked at the cake: "Actually, I also want to eat another piece."
"No, no, I really can't eat anymore." Suno's eyes flickered when he looked at the cake.
Qin Moran pushed the dining cart aside and said to the cute fat old man: "No, your blood sugar is too high, grandpa."
There have been changes in the previous chapters, so please read them again.
(End of chapter)