The seventh rule of the male god

—When I looked up at the sky, the stars fell to the ground.

On the day when the dessert shop officially opened, there was a new store discount event, and because it was opened next to T University, the students were more curious about the new store, so the business was very good, Yun Changfeng had hired a clerk earlier, and Chen Lu's mother helped, although she was busy, she had enough staff.

From time to time Liang Song would come over to help, although he clamored all day long to chase after the wind, but he didn't have any specific measures, just peeped at his sweetheart from time to time, and then secretly wrote down a few notes in the small notebook in his heart.

——A Yun smiled so tenderly at the guests, jealous.

——Ah Yun rubbed my head today!So shy.

——My mother is also so cute, she is indeed Ah Yun's mother.

——Trapping a man means trapping his stomach. Even though I'm so good at cooking, how come Ah Yun still doesn't move after eating my cooking?Sure enough, I can't believe those comments on Weibo, they are all making trouble!

——Ayun is so handsome! (*/ω＼*)

——I tasted the cake made by Ayun today, it was delicious!

——I discovered a little secret, Ah Yun can only make desserts but not cook!Does it mean that I have an opportunity!

——I discovered another little secret. When Ah Yun's mood changes, the eyelashes of his right eye will always tremble.

——Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I really like it.

——Hmph, why do the people who come to the store always like to peek at Ayun, they should all be destroyed by humanity!

No matter what Liang Song thinks in his mind, the residual heat of summer is disappearing bit by bit.

In the early morning, Yun Changfeng opened the store with the key, and the whole city slowly woke up, ushering in another busy and fulfilling day.

The two girls secretly peeked in from outside the store, moving to Yun Changfeng from time to time. Yun Changfeng smiled slightly and continued to make milk tea.

The two girls blushed instantly, and entered the store pushing and shoving. Yun Changfeng raised his head and smiled, and the sun shone into his eyes, shining brightly.

"Does the guest need anything?"

The more cheerful girl replied: "Let's take a look first."

"Okay." Yun Changfeng nodded, and served milk tea to a table of guests. The phone message vibrated non-stop. Knowing that Liang Song was looking for him again, he took out the phone and replied, then turned off the phone.

--I'm busy.

When Yun Changfeng returned to the counter, the short-haired girl who spoke just now said, "Boss, a tiramisu, pack it up and take it away."

Yun Changfeng nodded and smiled in response, remembering the appearance of the two girls just now, took out the material and asked softly: "Give it to your lover?"

The girl who hadn't spoken for a while blushed and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

The short-haired girl patted her on the shoulder and whispered something joking.

After the tiramisu was ready, Yun Changfeng packed it and handed it to them. The girl paid for it and took it. When she was about to leave, she saw that the girl with short hair didn't move.

"I'm not a light bulb." The short-haired girl wrinkled her nose and said angrily, but there was a smile in her eyes.

The girl blushed again, and walked out with the cake.

The new clerk is very capable, basically he is making desserts, and the old clerk who was originally recruited is delivering to the customers, and Yun Changfeng has a little time to spare.

After the girl left, the girl named A Luo didn't move. She was silent for a while, and then said to Yun Changfeng in a low voice: "Boss, let's make a glass of lemon juice."

Yun Changfeng looked up at her, didn't speak or ask, he stirred the shaved ice to seal it, put it in front of A Luo, A Luo took a sip, paid and left.

Unexpectedly, Yun Changfeng suddenly called him to stop, and said with a smile: "Today's big treat, your lemon juice is a gift."

Ah Luo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and said suddenly: "Then boss, I want a mousse cake."

As she spoke, she turned around and found a seat by the window in the shop and sat down.

Yun Changfeng bowed his head in response and started making cakes. When it was time to finish the work, he casually looked up, and at this moment a man walked in from the door against the light.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist propped up in a long white windbreaker, he is a handsome and good-looking young man, but when he saw Yun Changfeng, he burst into a mouthful of white teeth. His smile was warm and sunny, and he looked extremely young and childish—whether it was Liang Song or someone else.

"Ah Yun, I'm here to help!"

As soon as the young man entered the door, he opened his mouth recklessly, which immediately attracted the attention of others. He was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, then smiled apologetically, walked quickly to the counter, and whispered to Yun Changfeng: "I was shocked. My little heart thought you were the only one in the store."

"...Don't talk too much, just help."

Liang Song smiled, took the cake from Yun Changfeng and sent it to the location he said, saying politely: "Miss, your mousse cake."

Ah Luo looked at him and smiled, thanked him, and for some reason suddenly said: "Why did you speak so loudly just now?"

Liang Song was taken aback, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I bothered you just now."

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Ah Luo hurriedly shook his head and explained: "I didn't mean to blame you, you haven't answered my question yet, you're just a little curious."

Liang Song glanced at Yun Changfeng and looked away, scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "I saw him alone in the shop at that time."

A Luo was stunned by his words, and Liang Song left without saying a word. He looked up at Yun Changfeng's busy figure with a gentle expression——

In the whole world, I really, only saw you.

After finishing his work in the afternoon, Yun Changfeng put up a sign saying that the business was temporarily closed, and the shop assistants left one after another.

Liang Song hugged the milky white kitten that hadn't been named for so long. This is the lucky kitten in Ayun's shop. You can't bump into it. Liang Song was puzzled and asked, "Why did you close down so early?" ?”

Yun Changfeng smiled lightly and bent over to get closer to Liang Song. The two of them breathed together instantly. Liang Song's face turned red to the base of his ears, and he stammered: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Yun Changfeng curled his lips and smiled, stood up straight and hugged his chest and looked at him meaningfully. Liang Song felt dizzy and his body was hot.

Liang Song called out at a loss: "Ayun, you..."

Yun Changfeng turned around, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was too pretty, he walked a few steps forward, and there was only a counter away from Liang Song.

Liang Song also looked at him steadfastly, and saw someone put his finger on his lips vertically, making a gesture of silence, Liang Song was so stiff that he didn't even know where to put his hand——

"do not speak."

Liang Song fell silent as soon as he was obedient, Yun Changfeng withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and then started the action just now.

The sun leaps in, casting warm light in the quiet afternoon, and time passes quietly between the fingers.

The milky white kitten on the counter rubbed its full belly, meowed, spread its body to expose its abdomen, and basked in the sun happily.

Yun Changfeng took out the cocoa powder and sprinkled it on the cheese paste mixed with egg whites, cheese, whipped cream and sugar layered on top of each other. The movements were skillful and natural, as if making a work of art.

Liang Song stared blankly at Yun Changfeng while drinking milk tea.

The sunlight cast a layer of golden color on the other side's face, and the thin fluff on his face was faintly visible. His eyes were half down, the line from forehead to chin was extremely beautiful and beautiful, and his expression was focused and serene.

The smell of coffee and wine wafted in the air.

Liang Song couldn't help calling out: "Ah Yun..."

Yun Changfeng responded with a light smile, slightly decorated the dessert in his hand, and then put the plate in front of Liang Song, with a slightly warm and peaceful expression: "Birthday gift for you, happy birthday."

That's one serving, tiramisu.

The strong throbbing flowed into Liang Song's blood along with the beating of the heart.

He couldn't help grinning.

How could... be so happy.

So happy—wanted to cry.

Tiramisu, Tiramisu, the beginning of love.

One afternoon a year later, the Shovel Killer's Weibo, which had been silent for a long time, posted a message, and then it was like an atomic bomb dropped into the ground, bombing the entire circle in an instant.

Shovel Killer:

We are together, please bless [玫瑰] [玫瑰] @流生.

The attached picture is obviously a snapshot, the back of the young man sitting on the flower chair under the sunset is clean and warm.

As always.

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A long time ago, a group of little angels didn’t like to leave comments when they read the text. Then one day, they bought instant noodles, and then found that there was a seasoning packet, so they soaked it and were ready to eat. Suddenly, they found that there was no plastic fork ∑(°Д°)

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