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Song Lu nodded in agreement, and then turned his eyes to the car window.
There are still people coming and going on the sidewalk, nothing has changed in this world, and people are still living the same life.
songlu"Where are you taking me?"
Song Lu retracted his gaze and set his gaze on Yan Haoxiang who was sitting beside him.
Yan Haoxiang looked at Song Lu with a slightly triumphant expression.
yanhaoxiang"I can't say yet."
Yan Haoxiang smiled brightly, and his eyes were already shining.
It seems that nothing can erase the light in Yan Haoxiang's eyes.
Song Lu was unable to speak with bitterness in his throat for a while.
To be honest, Song Lu was very envious of Yan Haoxiang, very envious, very envious.
Yan Haoxiang took Song Lu to a bakery.
Bakeries also sell desserts, but unlike dessert shops, bakeries can make their own. The important thing in bakeries is not the final dessert but to enjoy the process of making it.
Song Lu looked up and glanced at the big sign of the bakery, and then said gently.
songlu"Why did you bring me here?"
songlu"Do you want to make dessert?"
songlu"I told you, I won't make desserts, I'm handicapped"
songlu"Maybe I can't eat it yet."
Seeing that Yan Haoxiang still had no intention of leaving, Song Lu continued to say.
songlu"The food you make can't be eaten, isn't that a waste of money?"
Yan Haoxiang's mouth was raised, and his sparkling eyes looked at Song Lu quietly, as if he could only hold Song Lu alone in his eyes.
yanhaoxiang"Just accompany me, Song Lu"
Yan Haoxiang pulled Song Lu's wrist and walked directly to the bakery.
Perhaps the sound of cars on the roadside was too noisy. Song Lu's mind was chaotic, and his heart kept beating fast. For some reason, Song Lu felt nervous.
Obviously it's just a dessert!
What the hell are you nervous about!
Song Lu frowned a little guilty, it's really useless, what are you nervous about?
The bakery is very large and is divided into upper and lower floors. Downstairs, everyone makes desserts together, but on different tables, and upstairs is a small single room. The things in it are very complete, but there are not as many things downstairs. And big only.
As soon as he entered the room, Song Lu saw the colorful cream was packed in the piping bag, lying quietly and neatly on the desk.
songlu"So much cream, are you going to make a cake?"
Song Lu stood on the desk and looked at the colorful cream on the desk. Song Lu licked the corners of her mouth. It was the first time she saw cream with such uniform colors and placed together.
Yan Haoxiang responded softly to Song Lu.
At this moment, Yan Haoxiang approached Song Lu and wanted to put his apron on Song Lu.
Because Song Lu turned his back to Yan Haoxiang, Yan Haoxiang could only wear an apron for Song Lu from behind.
So much so that Yan Haoxiang put his apron on Song Lu's body. Song Lu took two steps back before he could react.
Because Yan Haoxiang and Song Lu were very close to Song Lu because they wanted to wear an apron for Song Lu, Song Lu took two steps back, and this person completely retreated into Yan Haoxiang's arms.
Yan Haoxiang looked at Song Lu's clumsy move, and raised his eyebrows in a funny way.
yanhaoxiang"Are you in such a hurry to give your arms?"
yanhaoxiang"After finishing this cake, I'll let you hold enough, okay?"
