Wukong leaned over, his voice soft and coy, "Can I join in?"
Hua Jinyan gave him a sidelong glance, taking Little Taotie's hand and walking to the other side.
"Don't ignore me!" Wukong followed them.
Helen chuckled, humming a tune, "Another tragic and beautiful love story~~~"
...
The fragrance of the cake wafted in the air, and Little Taotie clapped excitedly at the sight of the rising little shells in the oven.
Li Dahe recorded this "touching" scene with his phone.
Helen: "The little shells are so puffed up and cute!"
Wukong sniffed the air, "Smells so good, I'm starving!"
Hua Jinyan had already whipped the cream and added strawberry jam.
When the cake was out of the oven, Hua Jinyan let the little shells cool a bit, and then sliced them open, not completely in half, but like real shells slightly open, stuffing them with the strawberry cream.
From a distance, it looked like the shell was gently opening, revealing its soft heart.
