Elves: Starting from Carlos

Kaluni caught the subtle meaning in his words. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she explained to him in a warm and patient tone: "Actors are also human beings, and they also have vacation time."

Mu Feng's curiosity seemed to never be satisfied, and he continued to ask: "Then how long is your vacation time now?"

When Kaluni heard this question, she was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly, "Two days..."

After these two days of vacation, she will be surrounded by a full work schedule arranged by her assistant. It will be a series of photo shoots, publicity and various activities. Thinking of this, she can't help feeling tired.

Looking at her expression, Mu Feng had roughly guessed it.

It's still very busy...

He asked inexplicably: "Aren't you going to find a boyfriend?"

As soon as he said this, he felt that he seemed to have asked unnecessary questions. Kaluni's pace of life and work pressure had clearly shown her current state. Her time was fully scheduled, leaving very little space for her private life, let alone love.

Hearing this, Kaluni was slightly stunned, then a mischievous light flashed in her eyes, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

In a relaxed and slightly teasing tone, she half-jokingly asked back: "Why? Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

A trace of surprise flashed across the latter's face, and then he smiled, "I am really flattered. I am just an ordinary person, how dare I compare myself with you."

"Hehe..." Kaluni chuckled, looking at the pedestrians walking slowly across the street, then turned around and said leisurely: "That's not necessarily true."

In the previous conversation, when "desserts" and "recommended Galar" were mentioned, she began to have doubts about Mufeng's true identity.

The last time she tasted the same strawberry cake in Galar, although the taste was slightly inferior, her doubts about Mu Feng became even deeper.

It can be said that as long as Mu Feng said his surname now, Kaluni would be able to immediately determine his identity.

Mu Feng's heartbeat seemed to pause at that moment. He tried to stay calm, with a smile on his face. "Haha... I'll just take it as a joke."

After hearing this, Kaluni just smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of deeper meaning hidden in that smile.

"What about you?" Her eyes flickered cunningly, as if she was expecting some interesting answer, and her tone was a little teasing, "With your face, there should be a lot of girls pursuing you, right?"

She found that her conversation with Mu Feng was unusually easy, as if there was a tacit understanding between the two of them, making this conversation as warm and natural as a spring breeze.

She didn't need to disguise herself or worry about the choice of words. It was like she was chatting with an old friend, without any restraint.

"They all refused."

Mu Feng leaned on the bench, his eyes seemed to penetrate the clouds above his head, staring at the boundless blue sky.

Kaluni suddenly stood up, her bright eyes twinkling with mischief, a warm smile on her lips, "Let's go, Mufeng!"

"Eh? Where are you going?" Mu Feng turned his head, looking confused and puzzled.

"Please help me make a cake."

Kaluni stuck out her tongue mischievously, looking both playful and seductive.

"So that's why you came to me!"

Mu Feng slowly stood up from the bench with a faint, helpless smile on his face.

"What else?" Kaluni raised her eyebrows with a playful smile on her lips, "You don't think I have any improper thoughts about you, do you?"

"I can't do it~"

Mu Feng rolled his eyes at her and didn't say anything in response, but his expression revealed a light-hearted sense of humor.

"hehe…"

"You're not really going to just make one cake?"

"Will not."

The two of them walked towards the dessert shop not far away in a relaxed and happy mood. They talked as they walked, and their laughter echoed in the air, as if the whole world became brighter because of their happiness.

……

"Click."

As they watched the kitchen door slowly close, several pastry chefs stared at each other.

There was a subtle tension in the air, as if even time had stood still.

"No, are you looking down on us?" Someone finally broke the silence, with obvious displeasure and doubt in his voice.

"That's right! Why?"

The person next to him also joined in complaining.

"Because they are rich." The man standing behind them seemed unusually calm. He began to take off his work clothes and prepared to leave.

"Hey! Where are you going?!"

"It's time to get off work. Didn't the manager just say that?" He answered calmly, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

The others looked at each other, a hint of helplessness and relief flashing in their eyes.

"Forget it, forget it, get off work!"

"let's go!"

……

The other pastry chefs also began to pack up their things. It was a rare opportunity to get off work so early today. Instead of arguing here, they might as well go back and spend more time with their families.

"You just wait outside, there's no need to follow me." Mu Feng looked at the person next to him, a hint of barely perceptible worry in his eyes.

Kaluni misunderstood his intention, thinking that he was worried that she would steal his skills, so she quickly raised her hands and explained, "Don't worry, I won't steal your skills."

Mu Feng shook his head, seeming to be hesitant to speak, as if he was looking for the right words to describe his inner feelings.

He thought for a while before finally saying, "I'm not worried that you'll steal my skills, it's just that... the air inside is a little... um... hard to describe."

It was a smell of a mixture of many scents, neither pleasant nor pungent, but it gave people a strange feeling.

If it weren’t for the complete and fresh ingredients here, Mu Feng really wouldn’t want to come in.

"You're talking about this..."

She didn't pay much attention when she walked in just now. She was only thinking about what kind of food Mu Feng would make for her later. Now she came to her senses...

She sniffed carefully and waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, don't worry about it."

Seeing her reaction, Mu Feng didn't say anything more and started to busy himself with preparations in the kitchen.