chase game

The small clinic on the top of the mountain is still warm and lovely. Although I didn’t see Augustine, Cindy was still very happy to be accompanied by Yefengwu and MOKA. She even picked a large bouquet of wild flowers to hand over to Augustine.

"Thank you very much for being able to attend the forest concert today, Cindy is very happy." Dr. Gretel handed him a glass of juice.

"Thank you very much for your invitation." Ye Fengwu smiled, "I like this clinic very much."

"It's a pity that Mr. Augustine didn't come, and I specially prepared a new aromatherapy." Gretel asked, "Is he busy recently?"

"It seems that I have encountered some troubles in business." Ye Fengwu shrugged.

"Perhaps you can try to persuade him." Dr. Gretel put the cup on the low table.

"Me?" Ye Fengwu was surprised.

"Philip called and told me about the relationship between you and Mr. Augustine." Dr. Gretel was very frank, and patted him with a smile. "It's a little unexpected, but it is indeed something worthy of congratulations."

"Whether you believe it or not, this is really a misunderstanding." Ye Fengwu couldn't laugh or cry.

"I hope you don't mind, but as the doctor in charge of Mr. Augustine, I really shouldn't be concealed. Philip just did what a family member of a patient should do." Dr. Gretel obviously didn't intend to believe him, "Besides, it's really Excellent."

Ye Fengwu said: "We are just ordinary friends."

"OK, OK!" Dr. Gretel raised his hands in surrender, "I believe that you are just ordinary friends."

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"But MOKA will probably be very depressed." Dr. Gretel blinked at him, "After all, I left the castle with great difficulty, and I didn't expect to go back again."

Ye Fengwu rubbed the center of her brows, it seemed that she really needed to talk to Philip.

But when he left the clinic down the mountain, Philip had already flown to Tahiti, and the butler asked politely, "Do you need me to inform Mr. Augustine?"

"No need, I'll just go back to the apartment." Ye Fengwu held up MOKA, "Just pass this bouquet of wild flowers to him, thank you, goodbye." It doesn't matter if you go on vacation, at least he is not really stupid, except Gray Except for Dr. Special, he probably wouldn't spread the word about it.

A few days later, Ye Fengwu also left Milan by train, heading all the way to Paris.He temporarily stayed at a good friend's house and planned to return to Normandy after attending the wedding.

Marriage is a happy and worrisome thing, and my friend has been busy with it for several months. At noon this day, Ye Fengwu took the initiative to go to the cake shop to help him prepare the wedding cake.The shop owners are two beautiful young girls who were teaching customers how to make cupcakes. When they saw a handsome guy coming in, they immediately motioned for the rest of the shop to applaud and cheer together.

"I've seen your movie." One of the customers recognized him.

"Thank you." Ye Fengwu took out the order, "I came here to find the owner and order the names of the newlyweds to be written on the cake."

"Would you like to join our baking class?" the owner asked enthusiastically.

"Of course, I can't wish for it." Ye Fengwu readily agreed, and changed into a special gray apron.

A man who can cook is always attractive, not to mention that the other party is originally a sexy handsome guy.So half an hour later, the baking class ended, and many people were still reluctant to leave. They reluctantly left after taking photos with Ye Fengwu and signing their names one by one.

"Would you like to stay for dinner?" the owner invited.

"You shouldn't need it for dinner, but I still want to make a cake." Ye Fengwu smiled, "For MOKA."

"Of course no problem." The shopkeeper helped him bring the jam, "It's free."

"Thank you." Ye Fengwu rolled up his sleeves, and beat the eggs leisurely by the window. His figure and profile were as impeccable as a precious oil painting.From time to time, passers-by stopped to take pictures, and some even came in to buy cakes, taking this opportunity to appreciate the handsome guy.

But no matter how many eyes there were around, Ye Fengwu was not disturbed at all. After unmoulding the baked cake, he started to whip the cream in another basin.A small black car was parked steadily across the street. Augustine looked through the window and could just see his focused expression.

"Mr. Augustine?" the assistant tentatively called him.

"Go back first, I still have something to do." Augustine opened the door.

"Okay." The assistant nodded, watched him walk across the street, and felt a little confused—since when did he become interested in cupcakes?

"Advertising?" Augustine entered the store.

Ye Fengwu was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

"I came to Paris to discuss the acquisition with the owner of Zhuang Aiding Garden." Augustine replied, "I saw you by accident just now."

"So that's how it is." Ye Fengwu wiped her hands clean, "I just came here to kill some time and make a cake by the way."

The freshly baked cake was fluffy and dense, and Augustine picked up one casually.

"... Is it delicious?" Ye Fengwu curled his lips.

"Not bad." Augustine rarely praised the dessert.

"Hi, this is the MOKA you want to make the cake for?" The owner came over with two cups of lemon tea, and chatted up the handsome new guy by the way—they didn't know Augustine because their social circles were far apart.

"Cough!" Ye Fengwu coughed, "He's not MOKA."

Augustine looked livid.

Although he didn't know what happened, but the other party's aura was too strong, the owner still chose to disappear decisively.

"It's just an ordinary sponge cake, and I didn't make it for anyone specifically." Ye Fengwu handed him a food coloring gun, "How about writing a blessing on the chocolate nameplate?"

"I don't remember that MOKA can eat chocolate." Augustine shook his head.

"Of course I won't feed it, I can do it for you." Ye Fengwu drew a puppy on the other side of the nameplate, "It's your turn."

Augustine scribbled "Happy birthday".

"Today is not MOKA's birthday." Ye Fengwu inserted the name tag on the cake, "But it doesn't understand anyway, so it doesn't matter."

"Where's MOKA?" Augustine's expression finally softened, "Why didn't I come out with you?"

"Sleeping at home, I'm currently living in a friend's rented apartment." Ye Fengwu tied a beautiful bow on the cake box, "We will have Chinese food tonight, do you want to come together?" After speaking, he added , "Just me and MOKA."

"No need." Augustine shook his head.

"But eating alone is boring, even if there are servants and housekeepers around." Ye Fengwu picked up the drink cup, "and MOKA has also learned a new game recently."

Augustine was silent for a moment: "Okay."

"Good!" Ye Fengwu handed him the cake box, "MOKA will be very happy."

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and MOKA, who had already woken up, quickly ran over with his slippers in his mouth, his big tail shaking desperately.

Then the next moment, Augustine walked in.

MOKA felt cheated.

Not this master.

"Hey, we bought you a new flavor of biscuits and a late birthday cake for you." Night Breeze Dance rubbed MOKA, and asked Augustine by the way: "There is no red wine here, can beer or drinks be okay?"

"A glass of water is enough." Augustine sat on the sofa, frowning a little.

"Uncomfortable?" Ye Fengwu sat beside him.

"I didn't have a good rest last night, and there was some traffic jam just now." Augustine shook his head, "It's okay."

"As Dr. Gretel said, you are really tired." Ye Fengwu tested the temperature of his forehead, "I have a fever, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Augustine nodded: "Thank you."

Night Breeze Dance watched him lie down in the bedroom, cooked some noodles with green vegetables, and brought them over with the medicine.

"Strange food." Augustine leaned against the head of the bed, his voice hoarse.

"But it's not bad." Ye Fengwu handed him a pair of chopsticks, "Try it?"

The taste buds on the tip of the tongue are a bit out of order, but the noodles are soft, so they don't do too much damage to the inflamed throat.After eating and drinking the syrup, Augustine lay in bed feeling dizzy.

Probably because the former owner was really weak, so MOKA didn't continue to have fun, but obediently lay in the corner playing with plastic toys.Ye Fengwu sat next to it and surfed the Internet. The headline of the gossip page was about the owner of Edin Manor. It was said that he just went on a long voyage with a dozen hot girls yesterday, and he didn't know when he would be back.

Ye Fengwu closed the webpage, no wonder when he saw Augustine today, he felt a little ugly.Judging from the news, the owner of Edin Manor did not seem to be planning a vacation, but more likely to find an excuse to disappear because he wanted to avoid Augustine.As for Mrs. Yucca, it was not mentioned in this report at all.

"Awwhhhhhhhhhh." MOKA brought over a frisbee.

"No, I'll take you out tomorrow." Ye Fengwu tapped its nose, "Hey, go eat cake."

MOKA continued to rub his head, his neck was so long!Ye Fengwu was amused by its appearance, sat on the carpet and rubbed his head vigorously.One person and one dog get along harmoniously, Augustine stood at the door of the bedroom and coughed: "Can you lend me a computer?"

"You just rested for less than half an hour." Ye Fengwu said helplessly.

"Enough." Augustine put on his coat, "Or ask the driver to pick me up."

"When leaving Milan, Dr. Gretel said that you need a long leisurely vacation." Ye Fengwu sat cross-legged on the ground, "My family and I will have a short trip to the sea in a week, do you want to join us?"

"I don't think I can participate in this kind of activity." Augustine took the computer from him. "Thank you."

"But the owner of Edin Manor is also in the same sea area." Ye Fengwu reminded.

"So I'm going to catch up with him and continue talking about the estate acquisition?" Augustine said with a blank expression.

"That's not necessarily the case." Ye Fengwu smiled, "It's also possible that he covered his head and beat him up violently. Let's see if he will talk nonsense in front of reporters in the future."