"If not for you, then who else could it be for?"
Gu Annan snorted, directing a servant to take the cookies out of the oven.
"Look for yourself, what are these?" he pointed.
"Cookies!"
He pressed his lips together, staring at her, picking up piece by piece, "This is Doraemon, this is SpongeBob, this is Mickey, this is Julius the monkey... Lu Wanwan, tell me, you made these for me?"
Lu Wanwan looked at him, utterly baffled. His point of anger was truly incomprehensible.
"But the molds I bought, they're all like this..." she innocently said, "I don't have other molds. Do you even care about the shape of the cookies?"
How come I'd never seen him so quirky before?
But thinking back, whether it was during school or when he was at Nanyi, and she made birthday gifts for him, the cookie shapes were always quite normal.
But things are different now. Baking had become a game she played with the kids in her spare time, so, of course, the molds she bought were the ones Youyou liked.
