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A cold sweat.

Xiang Shen opened his eyes in shock, and when he turned his head, he found that he was hugged in Ying Sheng's arms with a quilt, tightly wrapped up like a big fried shrimp.

I knew that Ying Sheng didn't sleep well, but it's a bit too much to treat a living person like this as a pillow.

it's too hot!

With a stern face, Xiang Shen pulled out his hand from the quilt with difficulty, pressed his face, and pushed the prince next to him who was like a sloth and hugged him with his arms, and was still sleeping soundly. side.

"Um……"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to get out of bed, the young man on the bed opened his eyes in a daze, stretched out his arms, and pulled him into his arms.

The furry head was nestled in Xiang Shen's neck and rubbed against it attached.

This time was different from just now, the warm skin was pressed against each other, and the fiery breath was sprayed on the neck, which made the hair on Shen's back stand on end, and his heart was beating wildly.

He paused, his voice hoarse: "...Your Highness, are you sleepy?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ying Sheng, who was originally in a state of confusion, finally regained consciousness a little.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the pink earlobe that was only a short distance away from his lips, and the color seemed to be getting darker.

"!!!"

There was a humming sound in the brain.

Xiang Shen waited for a while, but he didn't get an answer. Looking back, the person concerned had his eyes closed and was sleeping soundly. Even his face was flushed. He was funny and angry at the same time, and the unknown fire in his heart was instantly extinguished.

With a little force, he broke free from Ying Sheng's embrace - I don't know why, it was very easy this time - then he got dressed, walked to the bed, and opened the curtains abruptly.

There is sunshine in the room, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and today is another sunny day.

Then, he set an alarm clock for 15 minutes later, put it on the bedside, and after ensuring that the volume was loud enough to make the dead and the living go away, he went to wash and cook with satisfaction.

That's right, Brother Xiang, you are so ruthless and cold.

Ying Sheng heard the sound of his footsteps gradually receding until the sound of splashing water sounded. He still kept his eyes closed, but his body arched unconsciously.

He buried his head deeply in the quilt that still carried the warmth of his youth.

Toes curled up, fingers clenched, breathing short of breath.

Hey, young man.

Xiang Shen outside the house knew nothing about all of this. He stood in front of the mirror with disheveled hair like a chicken coop and drooping dead fish eyes. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he plucked his hair twice before entering the room. out of the kitchen.

His mind has not changed, this morning is still the home of milk tea, but because of the horrible dream last night, he decided to—

Change the whole sugar milk tea to half sugar.

This is the last stubbornness of a milk tea lover!

Roll up your sleeves, cook the tea leaves and milk, add them to the boiled reddish-brown syrup, and cook for a while, the fresh and sweet caramel milk tea is ready!

During this period, Xiang Shen was not idle either.While kneading the dough with brown sugar and tapioca flour, he turned on the live broadcast. In the early morning, there were not as many people watching the live broadcast as in the evening, but due to the charm of the last barbecue, there were still many viewers who gave face.

"The anchor is finally open!"

"Ghost knows how long I've been trying it at home... begging the host to reveal the secret recipe of the sauce!"

"It's not easy, what is the host broadcasting today? Is it a barbecue?"

"Are you making small balls? Are you going to make glutinous rice balls?"

Xiang Shen glanced up at the barrage while he was rubbing the pearls, and his expression immediately became serious.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of spectators, he slowly stretched out his hand and tapped the screen...

Changed a name.

——"Brother Kun's live broadcast room".

"Remember, you will call me Brother Kun in the future." Xiang Shen told them seriously, "Pay attention, don't get lost, Brother Kun will take you to experience the profound food culture."

Audiences:"……"

"Come on, brush a wave of Brother Kun 666."

Everyone swiped with interest, probably because they got up early and hadn't eaten yet, and even the barrage was a little weak.

Brother Xiang was a little dissatisfied, but he could understand that everyone needed to replenish their energy in the morning.

Just right, sweet milk tea can satisfy their requirements.

Throw the rubbed pearls into the water, and boil them over a low heat for a few minutes. The black and crystal clear, round and soft pearls are ready!

"Wow, it looks like a Q bomb, what is this?"

"Translucent little Lantern Festival? Want to eat..."

"It's so cute! Is it dessert? Can it be eaten directly?"

"This thing is called a pearl, of course it's okay to eat it directly," Xiang Shen replied, "but the most classic way to eat it is still like this—"

He threw all the boiled pearls into the pot containing the boiling milk tea, stirred it with a spoon, found two glasses from the cupboard, and poured them in.

Steaming hot, full of milk fragrance, the pearls sank to the bottom, full of pearls, the caramel-colored milk tea in the cup was gently rippling in the morning sun, and the audience in the live broadcast room unanimously sighed "Wow~" .

"Don't wow too early," Xiang Shen said with a smile, "It's not over yet."

He spread the fine cream on the milk tea, sprinkled with a layer of crispy pecan nuts, and according to the suggestion of the barrage, pieced together a small heart and a small flower on the milk cap.After sprinkling, Xiang Shen took a step back, observed for a few seconds, opened another pack of chocolate bars, and inserted two obliquely on the milk cap.

"Finish!"

Of course, you can't just drink milk tea for breakfast. Next, Xiang Shen will make sandwiches.Ying Sheng ate one, he ate ten... Cough, that's about it.

Sandwiches are very simple, but the basic process of frying eggs and cutting tomatoes also needs to be done, so he didn't focus on the live broadcast.

However, the current live broadcast room has already become a mess.

Because Xiang Shen is a rare anchor in the gourmet area who does not deliberately pursue food presentation and delicate and fresh style, so most of the audience attracted by him pay more attention to the taste of food, and now he is actually playing this game A set of fancy operations can't help but disappoint many people.

"I thought it was a clear stream, but I didn't expect... Sigh."

"Here we go again, there is another master of plate arrangement in the food area."

"Canceled, if I have time to watch this, I might as well watch the live broadcast of those real masters."

But some people are defending Xiang Shen:

"Not necessarily? With such a fragrant taste, who said that it must be good-looking or not?"

"+1, try it to know, don't say it so early."

"I'm an anchor. The smell is different from last time. It's not as strong, but it still smells good."

"I even want to ask for the same perfume..."

At the critical moment when the two sides were about to escalate into a scolding war, a shocking suona sounded from the bedroom!

Audiences:"……"

Ying Sheng, who was lying dead on the bed with a quilt covering his head to avoid life, turned pale with fright at the high-pitched suona alarm, and almost jumped up instantly!

He slapped the alarm off with a slap, and then sat on the bed with a dull face, doubting life in shock.

In the kitchen, Xiang Chen was also taken aback, but he couldn't help laughing while covering his beating heart.

The boy laughed and shouted to him from afar: "Get up soon!"

Accompanied by his shouts, the spatula in his hand flipped nimbly, and the shiny fried egg was flipped beautifully in the non-stick pan, making a sizzling sound.

And when Ying Sheng calmed down his three souls and came to the dining table with one hand and one foot, a pile of hearty breakfast was already placed on the table, waiting for him to taste it.

From the live broadcast room, the audience couldn't see his face, they could only see a young handsome guy pull out a chair and sit down—as for why he is also a handsome guy even if he can't see his face?

Nonsense, with such a good figure, long hands, long legs and long arms, isn't it a handsome guy!

Xiang Shen smiled and watched the bullet screen fly by a series of words of praise for Ying Sheng, such as "the anchor will let the little brother show his face", "of course we have to watch the meal early in the morning", etc., although one of them was "the anchor is not kind. "Zang Jiao" made him choke, but overall, he was very happy.

He showed these bullet screens to His Royal Highness, hoping to make him understand that the isolation of the people from him was not due to him, but from prejudice and human nature.

But what Xiang Shen wants Ying Sheng to understand more is that he did nothing wrong.

Therefore, he just needs to live beautifully, not owe anyone, and don't need to apologize to anyone.

Ying Sheng watched for half a minute, didn't speak, just took a sip of milk tea with his head down.

Ton ton ton ton ton ton...

Simply can not stop.

The audience couldn't wait any longer, clamoring for Xiang Shen to drink quickly:

"Brother Kun, stop dawdling, drink quickly!"

"My tongue is starving!"

"Yes Brother Kun, if you don't drink, I will call you Brother Kun!"

Xiang Shen glared at them ferociously: "How dare you!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the milk tea and licked the milk cap first.

The cream is sweet but not greasy, and melts on the tip of the tongue silky and smooth, it is almost sweet to the heart.

Take another sip of milk tea, it is moderately warm, just right, the aroma of tea blends with the aroma of milk, smooth and sweet, the Q-bomb pearls are squeezed into the mouth, chewing gently with your teeth, it makes people want to stop.

Xiang Shenxian took a small sip, then turned off the empathy viciously, and took a big gulp with an intoxicated expression in front of tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room!

Audiences:"……"

Your mother will increase the price of vegetables! ! !