Quick Transmigration System: Female Supporting Wish Letter

Chapter 144 It Turned Out to be Sick (11)

In her spare time, Ji Luo also practiced her cooking skills at home. Of course, she didn't taste any of the things she made herself.

After all, the appearance is really not in line with her aesthetics.

She heard that Saturday is Chu Zhou's birthday, and this is her chance to show off.

Make a cake with your own hands, that’s enough sincerity.

For this reason, she specially invited a pastry chef from France to teach her.

After a few days of tossing, Ji Luo was finally able to make a decent one.

She didn't believe that Chu Zhou could throw away her things in front of so many people?
On Saturday morning, Ji Luo woke up early and was messing around in the kitchen. Ji's mother couldn't help but want to help her when she saw her knocking down bottles and cans, but Ji Luo justly refused. Only then do you have your heart.

Ji's mother felt relieved and sour at the same time.

This daughter of my family has never seen her cook for herself in all her life, but now she has changed so much because of a man.

After it was done, Ji Luo wrote a few words on it with his own hands, and then carefully packed it up.

There weren't many people at Chu Zhou's birthday party. It was just some relatives and friends at home having a great time together, but there were also some business people.

Because the garden at home is very large, Mother Chu specially set up the venue in the garden, where you can see flowers and chat, which is also an interesting event.

When Ji Luo appeared, she instantly attracted a lot of attention. She chose a hollow long dress today. The front looked elegant and elegant, but half of the back was looming. In addition, her back was as white as jade, and she looked very beautiful when walking. The past immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Her arrogance and indifference also made many men present feel a little anxious, wondering if they should find out whose daughter this is later.

Ji Luo ignored those gazes and walked straight to Chu Zhou. Chu Zhou changed his usual dressing style today and chose a black suit, which made his figure tall and straight, and his whole body was cold. His temperament also attracted several ladies from aristocratic families to surround him.

Those people, Ji Luo, looked unfamiliar, and they were probably the daughters of the family that Chu Zhou cooperated with.

Although Chu Zhou didn't seem very happy, his attitude towards her was obviously much better than that.

Ji Luo walked over with his high heels on.

Chu Zhou wanted to leave at first, but when he saw Ji Luo coming, he was even annoyed.

Seeing that she was holding something in her hand, she paused, and inexplicably thought of the soup that day.

She walked like the wind, and the other women unconsciously stepped out of the way.

"Chu Zhou, your gift."

She placed the cake on the table and opened it.

The most eye-catching thing is not the appearance of the cake, but the words written in the middle of the cake.

TO: The most handsome Chu Zhou, I wish you a happy birthday!

The appalling words made Chu Zhou's heart skip a beat, as if little ants were crawling around.

A girl standing next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and said sarcastically, "I've never seen such an ugly cake when I grow up."

After speaking, the others also laughed.

Ji Luo didn't care at all, and just said lightly: "People like me who pay attention to the overall development of morality, intelligence and beauty, you should not know how to appreciate it. After all, not everyone is like me, who attaches equal importance to wisdom and beauty."

"How do you talk?"

The girl probably grew up so big that she was not so fruitful, and she was a little annoyed.

"I can say what you say, and"

Ji Luo's expression was a little innocent, "Your skirt is broken."

She was not joking when she said that, the girl was originally wearing a tube top and short skirt, and her breasts tended to collapse at this moment, as long as she looked there, she could see a white flower.

She looked down, her face paled in an instant, she covered it with her hands, and ran away regardless of her image.

(End of this chapter)