Saint Anlan rolled down the car window, and a gentle voice floated from her ears: "Princess, would you like some cake?"
Saint Anlan looked in the direction of what he was holding in his hand, and saw that his bony white hands had taken out two baked pancakes from somewhere.
The golden pancake is shiny and looks thin, with a small crispy layer on top, which looks delicious.
Saint Anlan was hungry and his eyes sparkled as he looked at the bread in front of him.
When Pushe Yuan saw the other person's eyes shining, he knew that he had done the right thing this time.
He held up the cake and said, "Princess, please eat it. It's just made."
If she hadn't tested Pushe Yuan last time, she would have thought that the other person was someone who came from a balloon like her, just because of the pancake he made in front of her.
Sheng Anlan looked at the cake in front of him with a bit of embarrassment, but at the same time he asked with some confusion: "Where did you get this cake?"
To be honest, she had never seen anyone in the galaxy make pancakes, and there wasn't even flour, so what were the pancakes made of?
Pushe Yuan showed a faint smile on his face. Knowing that the other party was embarrassed, he stuffed the cake directly into the other party's hand and said, "I made it myself."
"I made it myself! What is it made of?"
When Saint Anlan heard this, he was even more surprised. He didn't expect that Pushe Yuan could make cakes by himself.
And how did he do it? He could make pancakes without flour.
When the other party talked about food, his expression became much better than before. Pushe Yuan lowered his eyelids slightly, confirming that he was on the right path.
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