80’s Sweet Marriage: Struggle for a Good Life

Qin Moran walked to the middle of the hall and said to Suno, "Thank you, push a dining car over the kitchen and come and put the cake."

"Okay." Suno promised to run to the kitchen and pushed a brand new stainless steel dining car out.

The cake was put on, and Qin Moyan began to unpack the cake. Suno also helped.

I just didn't expect that the chubby old man handed a long knife just after the cake was revealed.

Qin Moran was more direct. He took the knife and cut it with a knife. This neat move showed Qin Moran's "madness" under his well-behaved appearance.

"Ah?" Su Nuo hesitated, and then asked Qin Moran: "Your birthday?"

"Yes." Qin Moran said, the big knife cut it diagonally, and then shoveled a cake the size of a plate.

The cute fat old man handed over a plate with great precision.

Qin Moran placed the cake on a plate and handed a whole plate of cake to Suno.

"For me?" Suno looked at the white porcelain plate and such a large piece of cake before him, feeling his stomach start to swell.

"Thank you for the soda, I invite you to eat cake." Qin Moran smiled, "Also, thank you for attending my birthday party."

"You remember." Suno laughed and said immediately: "Happy birthday to you. Let me sing a birthday song for you."

Su Nuo sang a birthday song in English and Chinese, and the cute fat old man clapped and laughed beside him. The atmosphere turned out to be surprisingly harmonious.

When Suno finished singing, Qin Moran handed the old man a cake the size of a plate, and then picked up a plate by himself.

These three cakes almost finished the top layer. In less than ten minutes, an elaborate three-layer cake had fallen apart.

Su Nuo thought this was funny, and then took a look at Qin Moran and the fat old man, and they were already eating.

Come on, this should be the lunch for today, Suno thinks so.

The cake is really good. Fortunately, Suno proposed to make a fruit cake. The cream is not too thick and the taste is not too greasy.

But after this piece of cake was eaten, Su Nuo was about to snore.

"Can I drink some water?" Suno was actually awkward.

"Drink tea." The cute fat old man immediately dropped the empty plate in his hand: "I know how to make tea, please wait."

So Nuo couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Are no other friends here? If you only have two or three people, you don't need to make such a big cake."

"No waste, I will share it with my neighbors a while later." Qin Moran patted his mouth with an elegant wipe of the corner of his mouth, and then pressed his belly: "It is really delicious. It is comparable to the cake I ate in France, The design is also beautiful. "

Ordered an oversized three-tier cake, but there were only three people's birthday party including Suno. It seemed that Qin Moran was really crazy.

The black tea made by the cute fat man is really delicious, but it can't save Suno's bloated stomach.

"Excuse me, what else can I do to help?" Suno asked. She can't finish eating, just stand silly after drinking.

"It's best if you can continue to eat." The cute fat old man poured another cup of tea for Suno, and looked at the cake with his eyes: "In fact, I really want to eat another one."

"No, no, I really can't eat it." Suno's eyes glanced at the cake.

Qin Moran pushed the dining car aside and said to the cute fat old man, "No, your blood sugar is too high, grandpa."