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Chapter 274 Won't Prepare Birthday Gifts Anymore, Right? The full flavor of scallion oil spread between her lips and teeth, she squinted her eyes, mmm, a little sweet.
Calvin had been closely observing her facial expressions. When he saw her take a bite, she didn't say anything, but his heart started to race. "How is it?" Blake and Alfredo were equally nervous.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe little one was very nervous, clenching their small hands tightly. Their pair of ink-black eyes blinked without pause as they anxiously looked at Myrna, afraid that she might not like it. Their little mouth muttered, "Sister, is it too sweet?" Uncle Xiao said that sugar doesn't need to be added to the noodles, but he knows that when his sister is in a bad mood, she likes to eat sugar to feel better. So, when Uncle Xiao and Blake weren't paying attention, he secretly added two spoons of sugar to the noodles. Calvin still didn't understand why it was sweet.
I saw the girl sitting in front of the dining table, looking as if nothing had happened. Her snow-white jawline was gentle, with slightly raised eyebrows and fierce, sinister black eyes. She lowered her head and took a few bites before finally raising her head and saying. "It was quite delicious." "Really?" Alfredo, who had secretly added sugar, breathed a sigh of relief, still a little unsure.
0.00% 09:53 Chapter 274 Won't Prepare Birthday Gifts Anymore, Right? "Really!" Myrna exclaimed, burying her head and taking a few more bites to prove it to him.
I don't know who hid sugar in the noodles. The noodles below, besides the taste of scallion oil, only had the taste of white sugar left, which was too sweet and greasy.
She disliked sweets the most and usually didn't even touch milkshakes. But now, she felt that sweetness was not an unbearable taste.
In no time, the noodles in the bowl were almost eaten up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe bottom part of the bowl was almost soaked in sugar water, Myrna couldn't bear it anymore, she had to put down her fork and said, "I am full." Alfredo saw that she 'liked' it, pursed his rosy lips, and happily and shyly said, "If sister likes it, then I will make noodles for sister again tomorrow!" Myrna had almost finished eating the noodles in her bowl when she heard his shy words, causing her mouth to twitch harshly. "Actually, it's not necessary to go through all this trouble." Alfredo was eager to give her his best things. He wanted to make her happy right now. When he finally saw something she 'liked', he didn't feel any trouble at all. He quickly said, "No trouble at all, I'm not troubled at all, quack!" Blake was in the smood and also raised his hand, saying, "Mya, you will like what we made for you tomorrow!" Only Calvin noticed the inexplicable "white crystals" that appeared in the bowl, and upon recalling Alfredo's recent inquiry about the sweetness of Myrna, he already knew what was going on.
Alfi secretly added sugar to the noodles! 34.93% 09:53 Chapter 274 Won't Prepare Birthday Gifts Anymore, Right?
He was one of the few who knew that Myrna didn't like sweets. He pursed his thin lips and discreetly stood in stood in front of the two changing the subject: "By the way, it's your birthday today, so here's this for you." Myrna saw him take out a blue brocade box. The brocade box was square and only the size of a palm. She couldn't help but ask, "What is this?" Calvin's thin lips curled up, his deep eyes seemingly bottomless, and his seductive voice said, "You open and take a look." Only Blake muttered under his breath, "Damn it, Mr. Larson, you didn't prepare the birthday gift, did you?"
He had also wanted to buy a birthday gift for Mya before. He had asked him what gift would be good, how did En.
he answer at that time?
to This twas just a belated birthday celebration, not Mya's actual birthday. We all gathered together have a meal, no need to make it too formal and prepare gifts. It might make Myrna uncomfortable if we make it too formal.