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The meal lasted for about half an hour, and when Yuan took a clock home, the wall clock in the living room was pointing to [-]:[-].

Yuan Yi beckoned Zhong Man to sit down, then took the ingredients he bought into the kitchen, and worked for a while by himself, and when he came out again, he held a cup of scented tea and a plate of snacks in both hands.

Zhong Manyi, who was doing Ge Youpan on the sofa, saw that he was holding food in his hand, and his eyelids twitched, "I'm so stuffed that I'm about to vomit, and you still give me something to eat? If you continue to eat like this, you will die."

Yuan put something on the coffee table in front of him, grabbed a cookie and fed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Dessert must not be missing after a meal, a few cookies are nothing, they don't take up much stomach capacity. After that, he picked up another piece and put it directly to Zhong Man's mouth, "Taste it, this is made by myself, with ingredients in it, it is definitely not worse than the one sold outside. There is also scented tea, it must be paired with it." Drink, just eat a piece for the sake of saving face."

Zhong Man really couldn't eat anything anymore.

But the smell of milk lingering in his nose has a strange attraction, which makes him want to open his mouth and take a bite.

He raised his eyelids to look over, and his eyes first fell on the cookie. The seemingly simple shape of a horseshoe actually tested the skill of the maker.The thickness should be the same from the beginning to the end, the radian should be well-proportioned, and the thickness should be appropriate, so as to achieve a lifelike effect.Obviously, Yuan Yi's craftsmanship is impeccable.

Most people who can make beautiful pastries have a pair of skillful hands.

Zhong Man subconsciously moved his gaze to the hand holding the cookie.

This is a white, delicate, sensual hand, as white and tender as a lotus root bud, and there are a few shallow dimples on the back of the hand.Zhong Man immediately thought of a word: soft as boneless.Hands like this should feel soft and comfortable, right?

Zhong Man realized that he was a bit biased, how could he not be able to restrain his desire to touch other people's hands when they were white and soft?What is the difference between this and those old men?

Zhong Man felt that he had to do something to calm down, otherwise all he could think about was this white and tender hand.

Coincidentally at this moment, Yuan sent the cookies forward again, "Don't you really want to have a bite?"

Zhong Man raised his head and met a pair of expectant eyes.The dark pupils were like black grapes soaked in water, shining brightly, making it impossible to refuse.

Zhong Man accidentally opened his mouth and bit it down. The rich milk and butter flavor instantly filled his mouth. After chewing slowly, there were sweet and sour plum meat. The refreshing sour taste was not covered by the strong milk flavor. The two flavors blend together, not as sweet and greasy as traditional cookies.

Really delicious!

Zhong Man sighed from the bottom of his heart.

His paws involuntarily reached for the plate of cookies on the coffee table, Zhong Man grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tsk tsk, how can it be so delicious? !

Then grabbed another piece.

If you can eat such delicious cookies every day, your life will be perfect.

Then, the third piece, the fourth piece...

Soon, the plate bottomed out.

Zhong Man ate the last piece of cookie, put on a serious face, and said to Yuan Yi seriously: "I want to launch this dim sum as a new product of our restaurant, you do it well, I won't I'm sorry for you."

Yuan Yi couldn't say how happy he was when his work was recognized.He handed the scented tea to Zhong Man and promised, "Boss, I will do my best and never let you down."

"Yeah." Zhong Man's boss held the teacup quite full. He took a sip from the teacup and thought it tasted good. His mouth was dry after eating the dessert. He drank it clean in one gulp, and then prepared Motivate the new hire with a few formulaic compliments.

But before he could say anything, Zhong Man burped suddenly, and the contents of his stomach surged up, almost reaching his throat.

It wasn't until this time that he realized belatedly that he actually finished off a plate of biscuits, oh, and a cup of scented tea, and the cup was extra large...

Zhong Man collapsed a bit.

Cookies are known as one of the foods that make people gain weight overnight, and it can be seen that their calories are high and scary.It is the natural enemy of dieters, it is the nemesis of athletes, and it is a brutal killer of abdominal muscles.

My eight pack abs...

Zhong Manxin is in pain!

Glancing at Yuan Yi, he swore to himself that he would never eat with this guy again, what a villain!

hell!My stomach looks like it's going to explode!

Zhong Man slumped on the sofa with a look of lovelessness, and continued to lie down with Ge You.

Yuan Yi looked at his new boss with a naive and full look, and sighed helplessly.

He really just wanted the other party to taste a piece, just one piece!

"Boss, I'll turn on the TV for you to watch. You can take a rest here first. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare. After you rest, come and watch me make cakes." Of course, Yuan Yi did not forget the purpose of inviting Zhong Man to his house. He turned on the TV, put the remote control beside Zhong Man, and when he saw Zhong Man nodded, he walked towards the kitchen.

Zhong Man's voice came from behind, "Hey, didn't you say you lived with your dad before? Why hasn't he come back so late?"

"I don't know. He must be busy. He comes back very late every time he dances." Yuan Yi stepped into the kitchen, put on the apron skillfully, and put the ingredients needed for making the cake into a small bowl one by one. inside.

After hearing this, Zhong Man felt relieved to be paralyzed. He picked up the remote control and switched channels, but found that there was nothing to watch. He was idle and bored, so he opened his voice to chat with Yuan Yi.

"What's your phone number?"

"189XXXXXXXX." Yuan Yi reported a series of numbers, because there was a dining room between him and Zhong Man, he unconsciously raised his voice when speaking, "Boss, please call me, I will save your number when I am done. .”

"it is good."

After a while, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang cheerfully, and Yuan shouted, "You can hang up." Then, while cutting the cream cheese into small pieces, he asked seemingly casually, "Boss, what's your name?"

"Isn't my name on my business card?" Zhong Man wondered, who would not look at the name when checking the business card?

"Oh, I didn't see clearly."

Although he was puzzled, Zhong Man didn't continue to ask questions. After a moment of silence, he said, "My name is Zhong Man. I'm a Zhong Lingyuxiu. I'm full of jewels. My father wanted me to be a cultural person, but I turned out to be one." His least favorite businessman."

Zhong Man's tone was very flat, without any ups and downs, but Yuan Yi could sense the changes in his mood.If the job I love doesn't get the approval and support of my family, it would be hard for anyone to replace it.

Yuan Yi thought of Yuan Qingyuan. From the day he was taken back to the city, the image of his father who was vague and unfamiliar in his memory finally became clear gradually.Through getting along day by day, he realized that his father was actually a very gentle person.Although the appearance is cold, but the heart is warm, and what Yuan Yi feels when he is with him is warmth.

Back then, Yuan Yi was able to get out of the quagmire of inferiority complex and face himself, thanks to Yuan Qingyuan's help and care.

Yuan Yi has always considered himself lucky. He has an enlightened father, and Yuan Qingyuan will fully support him no matter what he does.Including being suspended from school for a fight in the second year of high school, and later falling in love with baking, and wanting to become an excellent baker, Yuan Qingyuan has always stood by his side from the beginning to the end.

Compared with others, Yuan Yi felt very happy.

Yuan Yi didn't know the conflict between Zhong Man and his father, and it was inconvenient to ask about other people's family affairs, but it was okay to comfort him.Holding a beater in one hand and a basin in the other, he leaned halfway out of the kitchen.His eyes fell on the person sitting on the sofa, and he said in a tone of envy and admiration: "Isn't the businessman bad? Your restaurant is so popular, it proves that you are very good."

Zhong Man laughed, this upright little fat man was straightforward even when comforting others.

No fancy words, but very useful.

"Of course I am good. Old Chen let you go, but I found you again. It is my skill to find a stranger who has only met once in the vast crowd."

Zhong Man stood up, with an undisguised complacency on his face, looking at the little fat man in a floral apron, feeling a little funny.But that kid's skin is fair, and the fresh and elegant little florals make his complexion more translucent, and he looks... quite cute.

At this time, the cute little fat man said silly and naively, "Is the old Chen you are talking about Manager Chen? He knows my mobile phone number. I handed him my resume when I applied for the job. You won't lose my phone number." .”

Old Chen that guy! !

Zhong Man chuckled, holding back his anger.

Then he squinted at Yuan Yi, muttering in his heart.

What flower apron do men wear?It's funny, isn't it!

Suddenly, a crisp cell phone ringtone interrupted Zhong Man's slander. The sound came from Yuan Yi's trouser pocket. It was completely different from the previous ringtone, and it was obviously specially set.

Just as Zhong Man was thinking about this, he heard Yuan Yi say: "Boss, answer the phone for me. It's my dad calling, and I don't have room to spare. If the egg whites are not whipped well, the cake will not taste good. "

Of course, Zhong Man is well aware of the troublesomeness of soufflé. If you want to make it successfully, you must not neglect every step. "Whip the egg white to dry foam" is the most critical process, and Yuan Yi just did it. , certainly can not be wasted.

The phone was still ringing non-stop, showing no signs of stopping, Zhong Man walked to Yuan Yi's side, Yuan Yi quickly stood on tiptoe, and slightly pushed his left hip out so that he could take the phone easily.

This was originally a normal posture, but Zhong Man is purely gay, and if a man twists his hips and hips in front of him, he can't help but think about it.

He hesitated for a moment before reaching into Yuan Yi's trouser pocket.

Yuan Yi wore jeans with tight and deep pockets.As soon as Zhong Man's hand got in, he felt surrounded by the cloth and Yuan Yi's soft thigh.Fatty is good at this, it feels soft and feels great.

Zhong Man couldn't control himself, he rubbed Yuan Yi's thigh twice before taking out the phone.

While despising himself for being too wretched, he recalled the soft touch, and finally connected the phone under Yuan Yi's urging.

On the other side of the phone is a magnetic and gentle middle-aged male voice.

"What are you doing? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Zhong Manke said politely: "Hi, Uncle, I'm Yuan Yi's friend, it's not convenient for him to answer the phone now, what can you do?"

"Yuan Yi's friend?" The man raised his voice, his tone slightly nervous, "Why didn't I know he made a new friend?"

Zhong Man was puzzled by Yuan's father's attitude, "We just met."

"What about others?"

"I'm making a cake."

"Where is the cake?"

"Your home."

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and a man's voice rang out, "Tell him to answer the phone!"

The author has something to say: I have done some research on making snacks at home. I am not a professional, and I wrote it all based on information and my own experience. If there are any mistakes in the writing, you can point it out.