The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Lu Chengfeng raised the corners of his lips, and a hint of triumphant smile flashed in his eyes.

Yeah, my lady pinches my cookie figurine and I pinch her cookie figurine, so happy.

Although there were many unexpected minor problems along the way, the final general direction still developed as he expected.

I am still very happy.

Mu Yaqi and Lu Chengfeng made eight pairs of Q-version figures of themselves, all with different expressions and postures.

Mu Yaqi was very satisfied looking at the row of Q-version figures in front of her.

She poked Lu Chengfeng with her elbow and asked, "More jam?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "If you want to eat, we will add more."

Mu Yaqi said: "I can do either, but I prefer not to add any."

Lu Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "Then don't add it."

Mu Yaqi raised the corners of her lips, with an impatient look on her face: "Bake it quickly, it will be dry soon."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and replied, "Okay."

He placed the cookies in the preheated oven and set it for twenty minutes.

Mu Yaqi watched him operate and asked, "Twenty minutes? That will take a long time."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and coaxed: "You can't eat it right after roasting it, you have to let it cool down."

Mu Yaqi pursed her lips and then sighed.

She looked indifferent and said, "Okay, since they look pretty, it won't hurt to wait a little longer."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and nodded.

Mu Yaqi began to poke the remaining ingredients still in the piping bag.

Lu Chengfeng watched her movements, paused, and thought: "If you want, we can make something else... simple."

It's probably impossible to ask her to make something this delicate.

No matter how much energy she has, she can't spend too much time on such delicate matters.

But seeing that she still seemed to want to play, they could do some simple things to pass the time.

Mu Yaqi was playing with the piping bag, and Lu Chengfeng asked, "If you want to continue playing, we can make some simple ones, and then have someone send them back to us after we leave."

Mu Yaqi said, "But the cookies in your oven are baked for 20 minutes. What if the new batch of cookies dries up before minutes?"

Mu Yaqi paused, glanced at him sharply, and then realized, "You just said that the cookies won't be hard if they are not baked in time. Are you implying something?"

Lu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and said ambiguously: "If you think so, then it means something."

Mu Yaqi pursed her lips: "......"

Good, good, you are becoming more and more humorous.

Mu Yaqi twisted her mouth and snorted at him.

Lu Chengfeng waited for two seconds, but she did not take the next step. It seemed that she did not intend to make a fuss with him about this matter.

Lu Chengfeng frowned slightly. Why did he feel that while it saved him trouble, he also felt that some fun was lost?

But since she had already expressed her opinion, he couldn't say anything more.

He couldn't bring it up a second time either.

He is not stupid, isn't he just asking for trouble?

Although she doesn't seem to be in any big turmoil now, Lu Chengfeng is still very good at judging the situation.

If you mention it too much, she will get angry.

Mu Yaqi said: "Actually, we can make some more. This time, let's make some jam."

Lu Chengfeng had just gone through some psychological preparation, so at this moment he obeyed her words unconditionally.

Although he usually obeys almost unconditionally.

But it feels different.

In fact, only Lu Chengfeng himself felt different, and Mu Yaqi still had to treat him the same as before.

Use those who should be used, and ignore those who should be ignored.

Mu Yaqi thought to herself, when I thought about it this way, I suddenly felt like a scumbag.

Forget it, forget it. She doesn’t want to be a love-brained person, or the kind that wants to die every day.

It sounds like a lot of trouble.

She cleared her throat solemnly, put aside the thought that she was a scumbag, and continued chatting with Lu Chengfeng.

She asked, "What about the jam? Is there any?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled at her shyly and said, "It needs to be made now."

Mu Yaqi: "......"

OK OK.

Mu Yaqi ordered him around and said, "You come, I don't know how to do it, so I'll be responsible for pushing the cookies."

Lu Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay."

I think her unreasonable look is quite cute.

The command in her eyes turned into coquettishness in Lu Chengfeng's eyes.

Lu Chengfeng was very happy with his work and did not feel like a hard laborer at all.

Seeing his leisurely and somewhat happy look, Mu Yaqi's favorability towards him increased a lot.

He really does it when you ask him to, without any fuss.

I just feel embarrassed.

Mu Yaqi scratched her nose with her finger and asked, "Don't do too much, and I won't do too much either. Let's do less work."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her, his eyes as gentle as always: "Well, I'll listen to you."

The jam itself is on the biscuits. If you make too much and have no place to put it, you can only...eat it directly.

The taste is actually pretty good, but I always feel like something is missing.

Given Mu Yaqi's unwillingness to waste, it goes without saying that Lu Chengfeng will also decide how much jam to make based on the amount of cookies she rolls out.

However, it seems that the point she just made was not about being afraid of waste.

Lu Chengfeng raised the corners of his lips quietly. The point she just made was "Let's do less work."

She feels sorry for me.

This sentence popped up in Lu Chengfeng’s mind.

He didn't care that Mu Yaqi included her in the "we", he only cared that Mu Yaqi included him.

If Mu Yaqi doesn't want to do it, he can just quit and let him control the amount of materials himself.

But she still said this to him. Isn't this caring about him?

No matter what she did, Lu Chengfeng could always find an excuse for her behavior.

On the one hand, I felt that she loved me so much, and on the other hand, I felt that I could understand her behavior, so I loved her too. They were really a match made in heaven.

Lu Chengfeng took several kinds of fruits, but the quantity of each kind was not large.

Mu Yaqi was surprised again at first glance, and after a careful look, she ignored him.

He really knew it, and she didn't need to remind him.

Well, okay.

I'll just concentrate on pushing my cookies.

Mu Yaqi switched between various piping nozzles, made a few of each type of biscuits, and flattened them one by one to make it easier to spread jam later.

Mu Yaqi's work here is all done. She just needs to wait and see how the jam goes. If there is too much jam, she can just make a few more cookies to go with it.

She looked at Lu Chengfeng with some boredom while he waited for the jam to cool down.

Mu Yaqi asked, "Can we finish all these cookies?"

What to do if you can’t finish eating?

Lu Chengfeng said gently: "If you want, we can let others have a taste."

If you don't finish it, we can share it with others, if you like.

Mu Yaqi muttered: "I'm not a stingy person."

It's as if you are willing and I am not.

Lu Chengfeng smiled. Her focus was always very clear and strange.

He smiled and said, "Yes, I know. But this is our joint work. I can't decide where they go just because of my ideas. I have to ask for your opinion first."

Mu Yaqi said: "Okay."

Less than two seconds later, she asked again: "When will the jam be cold?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "It will take a while."

Mu Yaqi said, "You knew there was such a thing as jam, why didn't you make it in advance?"

Lu Chengfeng blinked: "We were all very busy just now."

Mu Yaqi nodded: "Yes."

She asked again: "Then why don't you ask someone to make some and send it over as a backup?"

Before Lu Chengfeng could speak, Mu Yaqi asked herself, "Oh, you wonder if there will be an activity called making cookies."

Lu Chengfeng smiled at her.

Mu Yaqi looked at him again and asked, "Then why don't you use the ready-made jam?"

Just as Lu Chengfeng was about to speak, Mu Yaqi answered again, "You don't have to say anything. I know. You must be saying that the ready-made jam is not as delicious as the one we make together."

Lu Chengfeng smiled at her: "Understand me."

Mu Yaqi glanced at him: "Tsk."

After a pause, she said confidently: "Don't I know you? I just don't tell you about your little thoughts."

After saying that, he raised his head proudly.

In fact, sometimes she didn't even know his little thoughts.

But if this is said out loud, it will be very misleading.

I don’t know if Lu Chengfeng can be deceived, but she herself finds it very confusing.