Chapter 875: Black Forest Cake, don't be hungry

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Song Xima finished saving the manuscript, and his stomach began to growl.
But she was too lazy to have a cancer. She just didn't want to cook.
So at this time, she began to miss her cake.
Unfortunately, her cake was given to Grandma Wang's grandson. In other words, how long has she never eaten a cake?
Just thinking about the delicate sweet taste of the cake, Song Xi swallowed.
No, no, she couldn't think about it anymore, she had to strangle to death.
She swam for a while and found nothing to talk about, she retreated decisively, and went to the space to post a talk.
"So hungry and hungry, I want to eat Black Forest cake."
As soon as she said this, her computer vibrated.
Huahua's private stamp is here again.
Song Xi suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to send a photo of her meal to the editor of Huahua today.
I don't know what's wrong with Huahua's editor. I have to send her pictures of eating on time every day and supervise her by her name.
"You haven't eaten yet?"
"Yes, the flowers are big, how do you know?" Song Xi asked a very idiot question.
Mason looked at her reply, his face suddenly sinking. It's already eight o'clock. She hasn't had dinner yet. Is she trying to starve her body?
No one had supervised her before, so she had to stop eating often?
"There are no new books to recommend."
Seeing Song Xi, he almost didn't jump up.
How can this look like, she thought that Huahua editor was kidding.
There is no such thing as an editor who is so inferior to the editor of Huahua. This is too unreasonable.
"There is no editor like you, this is unreasonable." Song Xi was blown up, his head was dizzy, and the dead and flower editors shouted.
"Oh, any comments?"
Song Xi typing indignantly, the keyboard crackled.
"There are opinions, very opinions!"
"There are opinions."
There were a few words back very coldly.
Moson looked at the conversation box, and suddenly found that the meatball actually made a comment, so he clicked in and watched.
The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, Black Forest Cake?
If you want to eat cake at night, don't be afraid of getting tired.
"Huahua editor, I'm going to report you on the website!"
Song Xi resentfully replied quietly.
Sitting in front of the computer, Mo Sen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, whatever."
Song Xi was discouraged in an instant. She's just a little transparent. Where can there be someone who can report an editor.
Sighed deeply, alas, the little writer is an editor who can't win all evil.
Just when she was still depressed, Huahua's edited message came again.
There are only two words this time.
"Wait."
Song Xi's question mark, waiting? What are you waiting for?
Song Xi waited for more than an hour, waiting for her to come to sleep, and Huahua editor did not send a message.
She was almost skeptical that the editor was playing with her deliberately.
Just when she yawned again, the doorbell rang.
She slowly got up to open the door, but strangely, there was no one outside the door.
"Who, it's so boring at night." Song Xi froze angrily. When he was about to close the door, he was suddenly attracted by the things near the door.
A pink paper box.
She picked it up in confusion, looked around, and found no one. Is it for her by the door?
She took the paper box into the room, opened it on the coffee table, and held it when she saw what was inside.
This is, cake?
There was also a card with a nice pen written on it in black.
"Black Forest Cake, don't be hungry."