Nana Ming is also under special attack today

When Mr. Nanami came to my house for dinner for the first time, I suddenly wanted to change to a new bread recipe.

The gentleman flipping through the cookbook kept his finger on the page for a long time on the instant chow mein bread, maybe he likes to eat this kind of bread-I had this idea immediately.

Although it is also possible that Nanami-san was just too bored, so he just stopped on a page in a daze,? But when Nanami-san asked me to forget,? Said it was something insignificant,? On the contrary, I really wanted to make delicious bread for him.

Food isn't an insignificant thing,? An insignificant,? It's those weird pressures that force Nanami-san to treat eating like an insignificant thing.

Combining the French bread that my husband often buys, as well as my favorite salad dressing and sandwich sandwiches, I tried all kinds of breakfast breads in convenience stores near and far, and even tried the ones that are about to be discontinued. I finally improved Takino Tsuki Specially made super invincible delicious baguette sandwiches.

It is an excellent dish that Nanami-san will definitely say delicious, whether he likes it or not!

Mr. Qihai couldn't resist me, so he moved a high stool, and watched me sitting beside me cutting vegetables and tomato slices, and advised me from time to time: "Miss Takishima, don't be so anxious, I will actually do it..."

"Mr. Qihai is not allowed to speak. When you enter the kitchen, you must listen to the chef!" I deliberately put on an arrogant and domineering look,? Pointing at him,? "Now I'm hungry too,? I want to eat new bread,? Did you hear me?"

Mr. Qihai collided with my eyes and moved away first. He sat half leaning on the long stove with his back to it, and propped his hands back. I heard the sound of his joints when he stretched his arms: "Okay, I listen to Ms. Takishima, but if you have any questions, you must call me."

The small bread machine reminded me,? I watched Mr. Qihai think for a long time, and took a step forward while supporting the stove. Mr. Qihai leaned his neck back and took a step back inexplicably. I blinked: "Mr. Well, you really should go out and wait first."

Seeing him trying to refute, I waved the kitchen knife slightly: "Look, I have a weapon. If you don't go out again, I will bully you!"

"I'm amazing!"

"Put down the knife, don't cut yourself." Mr. Qihai didn't show any fear.

"Are you doubting my strength?" I pouted at him again.

Mr. Nanami suddenly smiled, and then quickly recovered his expression.

"you laughed."

"How could it be? I definitely didn't find it funny that Ms. Takishima's actions were too childish."

This sentence sounds weird, but I still choose to believe Mr. Qihai: "Okay, then are you afraid?"

"Will Ms. Takishima really hurt me with a knife?" Mr. Nanami asked me back.

"of course not!"

"Then why should I be afraid?"

What Mr. Qihai said makes sense.I held the knife and fell into thought.

"Do you still need a knife?" he asked.

I replied subconsciously: "There is still a little fruit to be cut."

"Then let me do it." Mr. Qihai stretched out his hand to me, and I quickly turned the blade upside down. Mr. Qihai stopped his hand and said to me earnestly, "Don't hold the knife like this."

"Give it to me, isn't there only a little bit left? I think my cooking skills are good, and it won't affect Miss Takishima's finished product."

He slowed down his voice, probably at the same speed as the smell of bread puffed into my nostrils: "After all, if I have to be afraid, I'm even more afraid that Miss Takino will hurt me by mistake."

"OK?"

"If you all say so," I obediently handed over the knife, "it's not impossible."

Nanami-san is really good at taking advantage of my soft and tough personality, woo woo.

I stood by and watched Mr. Nanami handle the fruit with ease. After smelling the aroma of bread, I cheered up and decided to drive Mr. Nanami out of the kitchen with a firm attitude.

"Mr. Qihai," I stared at him, "you have to go out obediently."

"I can't push you out, but in fact, my heart is pushing you hard, so you have to go out irresistibly."

"Just the last step!" I swore with three fingers up, "I'm fine with myself, super fast!"

Then she looked at him with blinking eyes: "Hurry up and promise me!"

"……it is good."

Mr. Qihai finally didn't refuse anymore. He helped me wash the kitchen knife and tidy up the table. Finally, when he walked to the kitchen door and raised the curtain, he turned his head and told me: "Call me if you have anything to do."

"I'll wait for you at the nearest place." In the silence, he said.

The door curtain with the cartoon white bear fluttering down, I looked at the door curtain, and the outline of Mr. Nanami was automatically drawn in my mind. After watching for more than ten seconds, I slowly turned around, feeling like a light and slow cloud, humming a song in the kitchen Floating happily.

The baked bread is crispy and crispy, with a golden burnt skin wrapped in a soft bread core. I put the chopped salad fruit and processed light bacon slices, and added cheese slices and sauces. I am satisfied. looking at the three loaves on the table.

Mr. Qihai eats two, and I eat one. Sure enough, I am more suitable for such simple calculations.

"Mr. Qihai, please go and turn on the chandelier in the center of the cake shop, let's sit next to the air conditioner, ah yes, there is still juice, you can get it in the refrigerator."

However, his footsteps approached me, and I immediately became alert: "Don't come here! I can handle it myself."

"Mr. Qihai will make me feel that there is no beginning and no end, and the process is incomplete!"

Mr. Qihai's footsteps shifted direction: "Okay, then you go step by step, slowly."

I held the tray with one hand and walked out slowly and step by step.

The sky cannot be seen in the back kitchen, and only when I went out did I find that the street lights have been turned on one after another outside the window. The dessert shop under the interweaving of light and night is like a small cake placed in the center of the table on Christmas Eve. It is peaceful.

Under the light is Mr. Nanami, who rests his head on his head in a leisurely manner, sitting where he can see the door of the back kitchen at a glance, watching me approach him step by step.

I put the tray in front of him with a sense of accomplishment: "Ding Ding Ding——"

"What is this?" Mr. Nanami asked curiously, looking at the tray covered by the frosted plastic cover.

"Of course—" I lifted the lid, put one hand on the side, and happily introduced, "Takishima's special baguette sandwich that is so delicious that Mr. Nanami will be satisfied."

Mr. Qihai was taken aback for a moment, and slowly lowered the hand supporting his head.

He sat up straight and asked as if seeing bread for the first time: "Name, can you say it again?"

"The baguette sandwich is so delicious that Mr. Nanami will be satisfied!" I am a little embarrassed to leave out the Takino Special - after all, the idea of ​​​​this bread comes from a convenience store.

"Why did you do this?" He looked at me fixedly.

I was at a loss when he looked at me, and the hand that originally wanted to help him unpack stopped in the air: "Mr. Qihai, don't you like it?"

Don't you like this fragrance?

"Miss Takishima." Mr. Nanami shook his head. He sighed and called my name, stretched out his hand and took me to sit next to him, and said, "I didn't expect you to write it down. After all, I just stumbled across it by accident. The bread page."

"But," he interrupted my rebuttal that was about to blurt out, his eyes contained a lot of long and soft emotions related to perfection, like the clouds and mists on the quiet distant mountains in the ink painting, tightly entangled me, "it seems Now is a very appropriate dinner time."

"So, can I ask Ms. Takishima to taste it with me?"

"Is that what you mean by liking?" My mood warmed up a little bit.

"It's delicious." When Mr. Nanami bit off the edge of the bread, the crisp clicking sound rubbed against the line of his lips and flowed into the air.

"Thank you, Miss Takino." And he just smiled quietly, "I think I like it."

Mr. Qihai's smile has almost never appeared in my mind, and I really want to see it more. After all, such a smile makes people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts, but once I meet his gaze, I can't help but want to avoid it.

——If I am the shy Yezi now, I will wrap Mr. Nanami, the bee who is passing by, and let him be forced to stay in Ye Zi's arms, unable to move, it will be too pitiful.

I left the profile to Mr. Qihai, and glanced at the bread from the corner of my eye: "Just like it, then this one is yours, and this one is mine."

"Are you distributing snacks in the kindergarten?" Mr. Qihai said with a smile.

I don't care about him with a big heart. I took the bread and ate it in small bites. When I picked up a piece of tomato and swallowed it bit by bit, I suddenly noticed that Mr. Nanami had started to wipe his hands with a tissue, and then turned his head to watch. I bite into tomato slices.

His expression is softer than usual, with the eyes of a grandpa drinking afternoon tea, just like a grandpa watching his favorite cherry blossom tree or the purring cat lying at his feet all the time, staring at me .

It seems that the next second will reach out to catch the petals, or to smooth the fur of the cat.

It's embarrassing to be looked at like that while eating.I covered my mouth, Kacha Kacha finished biting quickly, then covered my mouth and smiled at him: "I knew Mr. Qihai would like it."

Maybe it will be improved in the future and put in more of Mr. Nanami's favorite ingredients, but if you ask directly, Mr. Nanami will have to say a lot of things like "Don't worry about Miss Takishima".

Thinking like this, I pretended to inquire about new information casually: "Are tomatoes delicious?"

"It looks sweet." Mr. Nanami replied.

Got it, I'll add tomatoes next time.

"Salad and pineapple?"

"Just right."

"Then, if I want to change the bread sandwich," I naturally began to ask about the new ingredients I want to add next time, "I think it would be delicious to replace the bacon with chicken breast, which one do you like better, sir?"

"all good."

I memorized it silently, and then asked, "Mr. Qihai, do you think it would be better to have more or less cheese?"

"Personally, less?"

"Maybe with chocolate!"

"What kind of strange combination is this?" Mr. Qihai smiled.

It seems Mr. Nanami doesn't like chocolate, pass.I crossed the small notebook in my heart, and was about to continue to ask, Mr. Nanami suddenly interrupted me, his eyes reflected a crystal light, as deep as a gray-brown ocean: "Miss Takino is here?" Ask me specifically?"

If the softness of Mr. Nanami just now was that of a leisurely grandfather who would smile slowly, then he is now like a velvet quilt that I have been wanting to buy for a long time.

It was very fluffy and soft, and when I rolled in it, my hands and feet felt soft and comfortable. I wanted to hug the quilt up and wrap myself tightly, stretching myself.

"No, let's investigate the customer's preferences." I blinked the idea of ​​holding something tightly out of my mind, trying to conceal the purpose, but couldn't help but confirm it again, "So what Mr. Qihai said is true. "

"Yes."

Mr. Nanami, who answered me, reached out and touched my head. I couldn't look up at him, but I could only hear his voice: "I like it very much, but please don't pay attention."

"It's not something you need to do for me." He bit each word, chuckling with incomprehensible relief, "I'm very satisfied to have one today."

"There will be more desserts and bread." He lightened his hand so that I could look up at him slightly and listen to him say, "Everything Miss Takishima makes is very delicious, I... …like very much."

"So please don't pay too much attention to this, okay?"

I leaned back gently, and quietly put a small part of my strength on Mr. Qihai's hand. When I touched the temperature of his palm, I suddenly felt my heart flutter and bounce back in a panic.

"Okay," I shifted my gaze to the position of Mr. Nanami's second button, and shyly responded to his compliment, "Thank you, Mr. Nanami."

No matter what Mr. Nanami says, I seem to be able to agree immediately without thinking about it. After all, he has such high praise for my desserts.

Even if he takes the opportunity to ask me to make a lot of complicated desserts for him, I can agree, and maybe I can take the opportunity to get more praise.

"You actually thanked me for such a trivial matter. Ms. Takishima has always been so satisfied."

When I was thinking about how to find opportunities to continue to let Mr. Qihai try new products, Mr. Qihai said this.

"It's just that compared to Miss Takishima, I have never done anything worthy of gratitude for you." He moved his hand to my neck, and his wrist was pressed on my shoulder most of the day. The little monster who slept on the bed asked, "Recently, is your shoulder and neck feeling uncomfortable?"

The author has something to say: the title is actually【The bread he likes appeared on the shelf】

This is probably the original intention.

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I saved the manuscript, which is tentatively scheduled for [-]:[-] pm in the past two days, and will be updated at [-]:[-] am in the future. Kiss everyone!

The names everyone gave to Ah Yue are so cute, Yue Yaya and Yue Zai Zai are both so cute, and Little Moon is also so cute, so sweet, woo woo.

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Continuing from the last chapter.

"My favorite bento bread disappears from the shelves, the hair on my pillow grows more and more, and the accumulation of tiny desperations makes people grow into adults."

So make bread for him, the one he likes disappears, but there will be thousands more likeable ones appearing.

Would such a world be a little less hopeless, Qi Haihai?

This is one of the first intentions.

There are two things I wanted to write at first, are you interested in guessing?

感谢在2021-03-04?20:58:28~2021-03-05?15:27:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: a piece of white paper? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: l? 10 bottles; Yuanyang Yufei? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!