my dear pastry chef

As usual, I came to the coffee shop with the wind in the morning, changed into my uniform and picked up the violin.In the morning, they played a scherzo and tarantella, which is a highly skilled violin piece, but Wen Qingrun likes the enthusiasm and emotion in this piece very much.

The coffee shop in the morning was a little cold, and Su Luobai, who was half leaning on the bar counter, was obviously a little sleepy. When he was falling asleep, he was woken up by Wen Qingrun's music. He looked over, but didn't quite understand what was going on. The meaning of the first piece to Wen Qingrun is just as he does not understand Wen Qingrun's emotions.

Put down the violin, sat on the sofa, and sat side by side with the proud Siamese cat.The wind blew the wind chime hanging at the door, and the traveler who came to the coffee shop for a while to escape the turmoil sat down in the corner, and the hardworking waiter Tang Li walked over happily holding the menu. A lovely voice like my own asked about the needs of the guests.

Finally, the coffee shop with customers started a busy and fulfilling day.

The coffee shop in the afternoon is the busiest. Because it is in the downtown area, there are not many customers. Although there are not many people sitting in the coffee shop, there are not too few people who just come to buy things and buy things immediately.

Wen Qingrun, who sneaked in, went to the supermarket next door to buy some snacks and came back. Wen Qingrun returned to the coffee shop with the snacks. At this time, there were not too many people. Wen Qingrun put down the snacks and continued to play.

At night, the coffee shop became deserted again in the morning, Wen Qingrun poured the snacks on the table and began to invite everyone to eat together.At this time, the atmosphere instantly became hot again.

Su Luobai, who was a bit embarrassed, took potato chips and started to eat. When the store manager was about to tear the pudding, it happened that the place where the pudding could be opened was torn, and the stupid and cute Shen Mufan shrugged. Obviously a little unhappy.When Su Luobai was about to go to the kitchen to get a knife to help, Wen Qingrun took out a folded fruit knife to help open the pudding.

"I want to give you a raise. But qaq I don't have a spoon right now"

Hearing this, Wen Qingrun smiled, and took out a new pudding and a spoon from the snack bag and handed it to Shen Mufan. Shen Mufan said sadly that he had already had a psychological shadow from the moment just now, so Wen Qingyun felt helpless. Qing Run tore it open for him.

Su Luobai, who watched this scene, felt very uncomfortable inside. He didn't say anything but just tore open the bag silently, grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, and then started talking to the Mo clan beside him, that is, the other A pastry chef started a fight.Wen Qingrun, who happened to see this scene when she turned her head, smiled slightly, "You two have such a good relationship."

This is what Wen Qingrun said from the heart, probably because of his own reasons, he is very envious of such a friendship, but it is impossible for him to estimate like this, probably human beings will not do it to themselves But what others can easily do produces a kind of envy, and a deeper point is that there will be a lot of jealousy.

Hearing what Wen Qingrun said, Su Luobai hurriedly separated the dry cleaning from the Mozu, he was afraid that Wen Qingrun would misunderstand.So in order to change the subject, Su Luobai talked about studying, and asked Wen Qingrun about mathematics.

"Well, I still remember this. I still have notes about this at home, I will bring it to you later. If it is convenient, I can teach you."

Wen Qingrunan, who is still very confident in studying, still pays more attention to this aspect. Hearing his junior Su Luobai mention this issue, it is obvious that Wen Qingrun wants to give tutoring to others. Of course, this is also suitable. It was Su Luobai's wish.

"Yeah."

"Well, after that, should I go to your home or my home to help you with tutoring?"

"Hey, it's so inconvenient to go home, it's better to be outside!"

Hearing that Wen Qingrun was going to tutor Su Luobai at home, he was a little embarrassed. He thought of going outside and he also had delusional thoughts in his heart-this also wants to date, doesn't it?Wen Qingrun felt that it was inconvenient to be in the store, and was about to speak when she suddenly remembered that the food street in front of the high school was a good choice, so she mentioned it to Su Luobai.

Hearing Wen Qingrun's plan, Su Luobai happily agreed.

Wen Qing raised her lips, took out a caramel-flavored single-layer biscuit from her pocket, tore open the packaging bag, and quickly ate it.Wen Qingrun's beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed, and her smile became more real, revealing a feeling of happiness.Looking at Wen Qingrun's happy appearance, Luo Bai asked with some doubts.

"Do you like biscuits?"

"Well, I like it very much. But not all cookies like it."

"Oh? For example, what kind of biscuits do you not like?"

"Sandwich biscuits are not acceptable. Of course, shortbread and pastries are also good. However, my favorite is caramel, scallion and chocolate. Chocolate and fruit desserts are also great. Probably not acceptable. Something like biscuits. But spicy food is more irresistible than biscuits.”

Hearing Wen Qingrun's preferences, Su Luobai secretly wrote them down.But Wen Qingrun obviously felt a little ashamed of her appearance, "Then Luo Bai, what do you like?"

"My, I like, everything, sweets! And peppers! Meats! Cheese!"

Su Luobai answered Wen Qingrun's question with a smile, and his cheeks blushed unnaturally when he heard the other party address him so kindly. "Well, that's a coincidence, I also like chili, meat and cheese." Su Luobai was a little happy that the other party had the same preferences as himself.

The distance between the two seems to be getting closer, but it seems to be far away.Thinking of that phone call that couldn't get through, Su Luobai felt a little pain in his heart.

"By the way, what's your phone number?"

Wen Qingrun asked the question naturally, and wrote it down.However, he didn't know whether Su Luobai felt more joyful or sad when he looked at this string of phone numbers that were different from the numbers he still remembered.

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