An hour later, Yang Feng had already memorized the basic essentials of making cakes, but the personal operation was still clumsy. Chen Lin asked him to simulate in his heart first, or practice at home. In short, making cakes is not a profound knowledge, but it is also It can't be done overnight.

Then, Chen Lin looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late, you don't need to be on duty today. Let's go back with Xiaoxue."

"Okay." Yang Feng walked out as he spoke, and Chen Lin stopped him: "Why don't you change your clothes."

Yang Feng smiled and scratched his head: "I think...I want my dad to see."

Chen Lin looked at Yang Feng blankly, then smiled softly: "Okay, go."

"Thank you Sister Lin." Yang Feng was very happy and said casually: "Sister Lin, your smile is so beautiful."

"Fuck you, it's not big or small!" Chen Lin sipped, but another voice and smile appeared in her mind. He would also look at herself foolishly: "Sister, your smile is so beautiful."

"Brother, are you in there?" Chen Lin whispered silently, her eyes wet.

Yang Feng stepped on the bicycle, tapped his left foot, patted the back seat, and shouted to Qin Xue with pride, "Come on."

"Yeah." Qin Xue nodded, supported the back seat, stood on tiptoe, and sat on it.

"Hold me tight and fall carefully." After Yang Feng finished speaking, he pedaled hard and the bicycle slammed out. Qin Xue exclaimed, holding his brother's strong waist tightly and pressing his side face on his back. .

Every time, Yang Feng could feel the little girl's attachment to herself.

Yang Feng's "broken donkey" rang everywhere except the bell, so every time he passed through a fork, he had to slow down a little and brake with his feet.

Passing another laneway, a white car suddenly rushed out of the diagonal stab. The car stopped in front of Yang Feng with a sudden stop.

Yang Feng's head was dumbfounded, and he stubbornly held the handlebars in desperation, landing on both feet, gritting his teeth to resist the bicycle's inertia.

Qin Xue on the back seat was already pale, her hands almost pinched into Yang Feng's waist, but she forgot to jump off the seat.

I just have hope, I can't die!

what--

Yang Feng let out a hysterical yell and finally stopped the bicycle. He gasped, panting in shock, feeling chilly, and then realized that he was in a cold sweat.

Qin Xue had already jumped out of the car and looked at her brother Yang Feng worriedly. When her eyes fell on the white body of the car, her pretty face instantly became frosty.

Yang Feng was keenly aware of the change in his sister's expression, and asked, "Xiaoxue, do you know?"

Qin Xue didn't open his mouth, the side door of the car opened, and a tall young man walked out. The clothes were of good quality and he was very self-cultivating. At first glance, he knew that it was valuable. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and kept looking at Qin Xue.

"Qin Xue, who is he?" Before Yang Feng had time to go crazy, the young man with sunglasses squinted at Yang Feng and spoke. In that tone, full of contempt almost flowed out.

"My brother, Yang Feng." Qin Xue replied coldly.

"Huh?" The man with sunglasses shook his head, scornful, "No way, your surname is Qin, and his surname is Yang, isn't it the love brother!"

"Qin Shou, what are you talking about!" Qin Xueqiao blushed.

Yang Feng glanced at his sister in surprise, but didn't expect that the sister who was always gentle and introverted would also curse.

Qin Shou took off his sunglasses and said to Qin Xue with a bitter face: "Xiao Xue, I have changed my name. Now my name is Qin Changsheng. Can you stop calling me by my original name?"

Yang Feng's eyes widened, and there was a burst of laughter in his heart. It turned out that Xiaoxue was not swearing at others. This product was really a beast. He didn't know what kind of top quality it was. He actually gave his son such a wonderful name.

Qin Xue sneered: "Xiaoxue was not called by you either. We are not that familiar. It is fine if you don't want me to call, just don't show up in front of me.

"But I treat you sincerely!" Qin Shou patted his chest and confessed sincerely, "You get in my BMW and I will take you home. Isn't it more comfortable than riding a bicycle?"

"Qin Shou, don't tell me your sincere words. I listen to disgusting. Let me tell those girls who are willing to take a BMW!" After speaking, Qin Xue left Qin Shou with a pretty cold back.

"Xiaoxue..."

Seeing Qin Shou chattering about Xiaoxue, Yang Feng stopped doing it. Damn, is it transparent to be a brother?