1134. The cake is quite difficult.

The group finally came to their senses, waving their hands repeatedly: "No, no!"

Qin Yun and He Kuang, mouths full, turned their heads—whoa! Why are there so many people behind them now? Wasn't everyone standing or sitting just now?

Lun Chuan paused for a moment and could only silently follow Song Tan downstairs.

In the kitchen, the only remaining bowl of rice noodles was taken out of the cabinet by Wu Lan: "Work can wait, these rice noodles don't fill you up. They've all eaten several bowls."

"Tantan too, Xiaolun is busy working, and you've already finished eating. Why didn't you save some for him?"

Song Tan: ???

This isn't even my mother-in-law yet! Why does it seem like she's got a filter on him?!

She stared at Lun Chuan, and saw him take the bowl of rice noodles with a slight smile: "Thank you, Aunt... But Tantan asked me, and I said no need—just right, bought some ingredients yesterday, I can make her a cake roll in the morning to try, would you like some, Aunt?"