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Chapter 3281 I said I'm not angry

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"..." Ye Jiaqi was silent. She did agree to him, but he never made this request, and she almost forgot.

But when he mentioned it at this time, it was a bit threatening, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

She agreed: "Okay, I will make it for you when I go back and I will make what you like."

In terms of relationships, Qiao Sinian has always been a model of straight men. He did not think there was anything wrong, but was quite happy. He could take his wife's car home and eat the snacks he made. It seemed worth it after being hungry all night.

Qiao Sinian would say a few words to her from time to time, but Ye Jiaqi lacked interest, and even if he responded, it was very simple.

In the car, I fell silent for a while.

More than forty minutes later, the car drove into the garage.

Little Youzi was still sleeping, and the nanny quietly carried Little Youzi out and took away all the dolls in the car.

Qiao Chengfan slept lightly, and as soon as he got home, he woke up, got out of the car, and greeted Ye Jiaqi: "Qiqi, I'll go upstairs to sleep first, I'm very sleepy."

"Okay, good night."

Qiao Sinian glanced at Qiao Chengfan. He obviously didn't plan to talk to him. Can he avoid the first day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day?

Only Qiao Sinian and Ye Jiaqi were left in the garage.

Josnian stretched out his hand: "I'll help you get the bag."

"No need, there are not a few steps." Ye Jiaqi walked straight out, his face dark and his steps were a little heavy.

As soon as he returned to the living room, Ye Jiaqi rushed to the kitchen.

There were ingredients in the kitchen, so she picked flour, eggs, sugar... and started kneading dough skillfully.

She doesn't like others to help her make desserts, and this is how it is made. The taste you make with your own hands is the most authentic. You can control the strength and heat yourself.

But today I lacked some interest in making desserts.

She knew that even if she made it with her heart, it would not be too delicious.

Food is also spiritual. If you take food seriously, it will give you good food.

She was not very interested today, and the taste she made was definitely not as good as she did when she was happy, which is certain.

While she was kneading the dough, Qiao Sinian came in.

"I'll help you." He was about to roll up his sleeves.

"No." Ye Jiaqi refused, "You can go take a shower first, just take a shower, it's almost done."

"You have been rejecting me today." Qiao Sinian looked at her side and his eyes fell on her eyes.

"You misunderstood." Ye Jiaqi's voice was faint, just like her whole body, and she couldn't get any interest. "I'm just tired today, probably because the jet lag has not reversed."

"The matter of riding the sail..."

"You don't need to tell me at this time. I hope I can concentrate when making snacks, and I hope you don't disturb me."

"You're angry."

"I said I wasn't angry. Can you go out?" Ye Jiaqi raised his voice, a little annoyed.

Qiao Sinian was still looking at her, and after a long time, nodded: "Okay."

He went out and did not bother her again.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and made snacks seriously. She knew that Qiao Sinian didn't like desserts so much, and he felt tired of it. Because she knew, the desserts she made were never tired of.

Today is no exception.

She specially adjusted the sugar ratio, reduced the cream, and added soft and delicious cake flour.

These desserts are made by one or two. She has no sleepiness, so she simply makes a few more desserts and can leave them for Qiao Chengfan and Xiao Yuzi to eat tomorrow morning.
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