"Will yearning be as sleepless as a begonia flower?"
- No.
longtao（shenmedoudang）[Staff]: "Hello, are you Chinese?"
A man in overalls walked up to the two with a friendly smile on his face.
Yan Haoxiang nodded, then glanced at the staff,
longtao（shenmedoudang）[Staff]: "Have fun with your wife."
The staff smiled at them and led them to a cake-making stand filled with flour, cream, and lots of fruit.
The staff pointed to these things and said to them,
longtao（shenmedoudang）[Staff]: "These are the ingredients for making cakes. You can search for tutorials online, or you can look at the tutorials posted over there."
When the staff said this, they pointed to the tutorials for making various cakes posted on the wall next to the exit.
Song Jin'an thought for a while, but decided to search for cake making tutorials on her mobile phone. She was going to make a chocolate cream cake.
After loading the webpage for a while, the detailed production process appeared. Song Jinan glanced at it quickly, and then naturally handed the phone to Yan Haoxiang.
Yan Haoxiang glanced at her, Song Jinan smiled at him, so Yan Haoxiang's heart softened.
There's nothing wrong with being a personal frame.
Song Jin'an first started kneading a ball of flour, kneading it into a wide and short cylinder, and then placed it on the plate, and admired it for a while.
It seems that she still has the talent to be a cake maker.
Yan Haoxiang looked at her smug appearance and smiled softly, and then found that some white flour was rubbed on the tip of her nose. Although it made her cute, Yan Haoxiang was very uncomfortable to see this white.
So he raised his hand to wipe off the white, and Song Jinan looked up at him in surprise, with doubts in his eyes.
yanhaoxiang"There's flour."
Song Jin'an nodded when he heard this, and then continued to the next step of making the cake.
Yan Haoxiang's hand hanging by his side unconsciously touched each other's thumb and index finger, and then kneaded it, as if the greasy touch was still left on his fingertips.
The bit of flour just now was actually only on the tip of his nose, but when Yan Haoxiang went to wipe it, he deliberately rubbed Song Jinan's little face.
It's just that these Song Jinan don't know.
Yan Haoxiang smiled in a low voice, with a cat-like pleasure of stealing success.
yanhaoxiang"Is it difficult?"
After watching Song Jinan do it for a while, Yan Haoxiang felt a little bored, so he began to have nothing to say.
songjinan"Don't talk, I'm about to succeed."
Song Jin'an waved at Yan Haoxiang, looking at the oven with anticipation on his face.
Yan Haoxiang glanced at the pile of failed products beside the plate, and smiled at the corners of his lips.
Song Jin'an noticed that after Yan Haoxiang looked at her failed product, he felt annoyed that he was laughed at.
songjinan"Don't laugh! This is an absolute success, I can guarantee it."
Song Jin'an stared at the oven tightly, not noticing that Yan Haoxiang replied to her very lightly,
yanhaoxiang"I'm so happy to be like you."
A few minutes later, Song Jinan counted the time, turned on the oven nervously and expectantly, and inside was the wheat aroma of bread, which smelled thick and good.
This looks like a success.
Song Jin'an had a proud face on his face, pointed to the successful Dynasty Yan Haoxiang and raised his small face,
songjinan"I'll just say it, it will definitely succeed."
Eyebrows are full of smiles, like moonlight broken in the eyes, very clear and beautiful.
jideguanzhushoucangdakaAfter the exam, after the exam, hahahahaha
