Bai Xiaoru's smile deepened, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a dreamy color.
She murmured to herself: "Everyone in Qiao Palace eats, and if everyone eats, the baby will also eat, and the baby will also eat."
Qin Yu and Fang Panpan looked at each other.
Baby?
Fang Panpan lowered his voice: "Is it Xiaoru's child?"
Qin Yu suddenly understood.
Yeah!
The baby must be Xiaoru’s child!
She nodded: "I think so!"
Fang Panpan was outspoken and couldn't help but said to Bai Xiaoru: "Xiaoru, your child is not old enough to eat desserts yet. Shouldn't he be fed milk at such a young age?"
"No, no, no." Bai Xiaoru said: "He can already eat complementary foods and does not need to fully breastfeed. Moreover, he is so greedy that he will definitely want to eat desserts after seeing them. Mrs. Qiao will cherish this great-grandson, and she will definitely
I will feed him."
Bai Xiaoru became more and more excited as he talked: "Maybe the baby can eat the bread I made, no, he will definitely be able to eat it."
Bai Xiaoru looked at Qin Yu and Fang Panpan with bright eyes: "Do you know, my children can eat bread made by me! And they can eat it every day!"
Qin Yu: "..."
Fang Panpan: "..."
They all felt that what Bai Xiaoru said was a bit idealistic.
First of all, the desserts provided to Qiao Gong were quite large, so they were made by several people together. The portion Bai Xiaoru made may not necessarily be eaten by her son.
Besides, since Bai Xiaoru's son is still so young, it's not certain whether people from Qiao Palace will give him desserts.
Fang Panpan couldn't help but say it, but when Qin Yu gave her a look, Fang Panpan immediately shut her mouth.
Qin Yu smiled at Bai Xiaoru and said, "Xiaoru, I feel the same way."
After receiving Qin Yu's approval, Bai Xiaoru became even more happy.
She took Qin Yu's hand: "Xiao Yu, from now on, all the desserts supplied to Qiao Gong can be done by me, okay? I will be responsible for doing this from now on."
Qin Yu nodded in agreement, but still said: "But the amount is very large, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it, otherwise I will send an assistant to you."
Bai Xiaoru shook his head desperately: "No, no need, I can do it alone. I don't need anyone else. This way I can ensure that the baby eats what I cook."
Her eyes were filled with vividness as she spoke: "I have to make desserts now. I want my baby to eat the desserts I made myself."
After saying that, Bai Xiaoru went to the baking room.
She was so happy that even her back, which had always been listless, became extremely light, like a butterfly spreading its wings.
Seeing Bai Xiaoru like this, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with joy.
It seems that Bai Xiaoru has found a new spiritual sustenance.
This is a good thing.
Fang Panpan said in a low voice: "Oh my god Xiaoyu, this will make Bai Xiaoru exhausted. Do you know how many desserts are sent to Qiao Gong every day? Several people used to make them, but now she makes them alone.
How can I bear it?"
"I can bear it." Qin Yu affirmed, "She can complete it."
Fang Panpan was about to say more when he heard Qin Yu say again: "Panpan, haven't you noticed that Xiaoru has been very depressed recently?"
Qin Yu didn't need to say this, Fang Panpan had already discovered it.
The croissants made before were very popular, so Bai Xiaoru got a little more excited.
But soon, the energy quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
No matter how good the croissants are now, Bai Xiaoru always looks sick.