Anlan Xintong hugged Yue manzhu and happily said,""I remember now. I'm going to open a shop next. I'm going to open a pastry shop."
"Well, as long as you're happy, just don't tire yourself out."
In the depths of Yue manzhu's heart, she didn't want Anlan Xintong to be tired.
Ever since he had come here, he had been watching Anlan Xintong busy herself every day.
Anlan Xintong shook her head. She looked at Yue manzhu and said,""I don't feel tired just by looking at you. By the way, I said I was going to make you some pastries. You said you liked them."
Yue manzhu was stunned for a moment. He still remembered that it was at Xiang Zhu house when she asked him what he liked to eat.
He casually mentioned desserts.
He didn't expect her to remember everything.
At that time, he didn't expect that Anlan Xintong's words to be true.
