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Touching Youxing's lips, looking at it for a moment, he said with satisfaction: "This is still the most delicious."

Youxing's face turned even redder.

Chapter 22

22.

A gourmet program for Chi Xiangming to watch alone:

The mysterious disappearance of the porridge shop?Why is there no porridge shop within a hundred miles around the community?Please watch today's Disappearance of Walking into ScienceのCongee Shop.

Chi Xiangming: "...change the channel."

Youxing: "Why not give the porridge shop a way out? Is it the loss of humanity or the fall of morality?"

Chi Xiangming: "... skipped the commercial."

Youxing: "The Roujiamo next door is gone, and even the porridge shop that delivers food has closed down QAQ"

Chi Xiangming: "Maybe they are temporarily closed for renovation."

Youxing: "Really?"

Chi Xiangming: "Really."

So Mr. Chi added one more item to his latest project list: open a porridge shop.

The first few items in the plan are: open a dessert shop, western food shop, Japanese food shop, fried chicken shop... (Invest in a gourmet street near the studio)

When both of them have work, they chat on the Internet.

Chi Xiangming: What are you doing?

Youxing: What's wrong?

Chi Xiangming: It's okay, I just want to hear your voice.

Youxing: Good.Shhhhhhh...

Chi Xiangming: What strange noise?

Youxing: I will imitate the sound of sucking noodles for you, hehehehe...

Chi Xiangming: ...

Youxing: How is it? Does it sound good?I will also imitate eating pizza, blah blah...

Chi Xiangming: ... that's enough.

Youxing: Don’t listen?My specialty dishes haven't come out yet.

Chi Xiangming: I'm going to get hungry again.

Youxing: Well, well, tsk tsk, guess what I'm eating?

Chi Xiangming took a deep breath.

Youxing said vaguely: I swallowed three buns in one gulp!

The most important thing to pay attention to when you are with Youxing is to keep things to a minimum.

Chi Xiangming said he wanted chocolates, so he bought a box and stuffed it in his bag; when he mentioned that he wanted porridge, he would stare at the whole pot of porridge at night.

Back home, when Chi Xiangming saw the custom-made oversized tableware on the table, he would always think that he had arrived in the kingdom of adults.

Youxing said that when he was young, he didn't dare to eat too much, but now that he has made money, he can finally eat what he likes to his heart's content.

Chi Xiangming sometimes thinks that perhaps the most romantic thing is to fill his stomach.

For Youxing, every time they eat together is a date.

Of course, this does not include him moving chopsticks alone.

the first time.

The atmosphere was right, Chi Xiangming's eyes were deep, and he licked his upper lip: "I really want to eat it in one bite..."

Before the word "you" can be uttered, You Xing has already got out of bed and flipped through the takeout list with great interest.

"I knew you were hungry too, I really wanted to eat the cheesecake in one bite."

"..."

Chi Xiangming looked at the small tent that fell down annoyed, why did he mention eating.

Being in love is a wonderful thing.

Chi Xiangming always has a piece of paper in his pocket, with something like "eat on time" written on it, and there are stick figures like those drawn by kindergarten children on the side.

When You Xing was hungry, he would always pull out a candy in his pocket when he was hungry, and during the breaks, the field manager would deliver "desserts arranged by Mr. Chi".

At night, Youxing would complain: "Everyone says I was taken care of by you."

Chi Xiangming hugged him: "Tell them, you are so hungry that I can't afford it."

Youxing pinched his waist, but there was no flesh, only a piece of skin.Still too skinny.He said to Chi Xiangming: "Tomorrow I'll cook ribs soup for you."

Chi Xiangming kissed him on the cheek: "Look, obviously you are the one who takes care of me."

There was war in Youxing's eyes, and he said ambitiously, "I will definitely make you fat and fat!"

Chi Xiangming thought, this is a daunting task.

Youxing, who has not been "nurtured", has always been a starlet in a tepid way, taking on two TV dramas a year, and most of the time he volunteers to be the special commissioner of Mr. Chi, wandering around the snack bars in the streets and alleys.

On TV, the host asked him: "Is this year's goal still to participate in a food show?"

Youxing said: "This year I will be more pragmatic and open a porridge shop."

Immediately, the host and guests laughed, and Chi Xiangming, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the warm porridge in his hand and laughed too.

Only You Xing didn't smile because he was busy cheering him on.

"Today's goal is to drink a bowl of porridge!"

As a pastry chef in a dessert shop, Jing Lan was abused by a shameless couple today.

What was feeding each other, what was intentionally dipping cream on the cheeks, what was tasting the sweetness in each other's mouth... Jing Lan wiped her hands, and glanced at the two who were flirting under the banner of tasting his delicious ice cream. Burn" three words.

The morals of the world have really changed, and homosexuality can now be gay.

He thought that today he must persuade the boss to replace the transparent glass in the kitchen with a steel plate. Before satisfying the curiosity of the guests, he should first protect the fragile heart of the single pastry chef.

At this time, the apprentice reminded him that the "big order" was coming.

Jing Lan straightened her clothes quickly, cleared her throat, and pushed the door open.

"Da Dan" is an office worker with an elite appearance. During this period of time, he would come to buy a box of cakes with different flavors every day. Jing Lan secretly saw his signature on the receipt, Yongjia, a nice name.

Jing Lan pushed the cashier away with a smile, unfolded the receipt, and said to the person in front of her, "One box of strawberry cake, three donuts, two pieces of cream cheese... I bought a lot today, so I need to prepare a few more plastic bags. fork?"

"No need," Yongjia seemed a little embarrassed, and smiled shyly, "I ate it all by myself."

Jing Lan touched her chest indiscriminately, feeling as if she had been shot by ten thousand Cupid's arrows. Her appearance was serious and serious, but she was actually shy and fond of desserts. The dreamlike setting was simply foul.

"Because you are frequent patrons, this store will give you a special gift of mousse. May I ask if you prefer the chocolate flavor or the strawberry flavor?" Jing Lan lied.

"I don't know," Yong Jia found that his answer was inappropriate, touched his nose, and added, "You decide...you should like them all."

So cute.

Without asking what he likes as expected, Jing Lan still puts both pieces of mousse into it in a very unpromising way.

"Then please tell me the answer next time."

"Ah, okay, thank you." Yong Jia nodded dumbly.

Jing Lan looked at the small piece of skin exposed by the collar of his shirt when he bent down slightly, suppressed the desire to swallow, and smiled all over her face.

The cashier boy in the corner, pushing his glasses, has only two words for his evaluation: Abnormal.

Chapter 23

23.

Yongjia carried a large bag of desserts and hurried to the set, where the starlet Youxing, who could never have enough to eat, was already starving.

"Has the pastry chef changed?" Youxing asked while biting his spoon.

"Huh?" Yongjia raised his head slowly, he has never liked sweets, and every time he saw You Xinghu eating Hesai, he felt amazing.

"Well, how should I put it, I feel that today's mousse is a bit different, did it add special ingredients?" Youxing said.

"Those two are gifts." Yong Jia explained.

"Wow, the free gift is even more delicious than the real product! Why haven't I encountered it when I went to buy it?"

"Probably during the activity period."

"I'm so envious. I call it a day and the dessert shop is closed."

"Anyway, I bought it for you to eat."

Yongjia handed him a napkin. As an assistant to the president, his scope of work has become closer and closer to that of the delivery guy.

"It would be great if I could eat it tomorrow." Youxing stared at the empty packaging bag reluctantly.

"There should be..." Yongjia said uncertainly.

With shining eyes, Youxing held his hand: "Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Assistant!"

Yong Jiadun felt a lot of pressure. If he didn't give it away tomorrow, he would ask if he could buy it. After all, the owner of that store seemed very kind.

He packed up the trash and drove back to the company. After being shocked by the weird behavior of the CEO in love, he devoted himself to work.

When he came to the dessert shop the next day, he said first, "I like both of them."

Jing Lan froze for a moment, then shook her finger and said, "No, this answer is too cunning."

Yongjia said apologetically, "I'm sorry, because they are all delicious."

Jing Lan leaned over with a smile, and put the prepared two mousses into the box: "Then please come back tomorrow and tell me the answer."

Seeing his happy appearance, Yongjia couldn't help asking: "Is there any difference in the gift?"

"what?"

"Is there a special recipe for that one?" Yong Jia said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"Yes." Jing Lan crossed her arms and admitted without hesitation.

Yongjia blinked, his eyes fell behind him, and he said slowly: "What did you add..." Don't ask.

Jing Lan was waiting for his words, and said affectionately: "I added my love."

Behind him, the cashier brother put away the cardboard in frustration, shaking his body with goosebumps.

Yongjia didn't quite understand the pastry chef's humor, so he nodded and said, "I'll trouble you tomorrow too."

His immediate boss, Mr. Chi Xiangming, the president, knew that his beloved snack was obsessed with a gift from a dessert shop, and asked Yongjia to keep one for him in the future.Yongjia couldn't understand what it was like to eat one and send photos to each other. He could only faithfully complete the boss's task.

"By the way, can it be delivered?" Yongjia asked.

"Our store currently does not have..."

"of course can!"

Jing Lan mercilessly interrupted the weak voice of the cashier boy, revealing his eight neat teeth.

"I will deliver it myself."

Yongjia took out his business card and handed it to him: "I may ask you to send it to the company tomorrow."

Jing Lan put it away with great care: "No problem."

At that time, Yongjia did not expect that he would meet a well-dressed, coquettish pastry chef at the entrance of the company.

he is at the front desk