After Si Chengyou managed to control the classroom discipline, he finally finished another class safely and began to give gifts to a good kid and two old men who had cooperated with his work today.
Shen Yue has a special hobby for desserts. Although caramel pudding is her favorite food, she is also happy to try other desserts with a sense of design.
Today Si Chengyou brought over three flower pots of ice cream, a new style made by the dessert chef at the Si family’s old house.
There were ice cream balls of three flavors in it, and green cakes were used as leaves. It looked very beautiful. Si Chengyou kept bringing the ice cream frozen with dry ice and kept it in the refrigerator until after class.
Shen Yue was very satisfied with the appearance of the ice cream. She took the spoon given by Si Chengyou, scooped up the white ball and took a bite, saying lightly, "It's delicious."
Si Chengyou's eyes moved slightly. He knew that Shen Yue liked white and would definitely eat the white ball first, so he asked the pastry chef to make the lemon flavor white, so that Shen Yue's first bite would definitely be extremely sour.
Shen Yue's expressions on weekdays are rather simple. She is either studying with a blank expression, joking with a blank expression, watching a play with a blank expression, or being in a daze with a blank expression.
Her smile and her sadness only appear when she has a purpose.
The more Shen Yue behaved like this, the more Si Chengyou wanted to see Shen Yue's other expressions, so he came up with this idea to trick Shen Yue into having a new expression.
He had tasted the white ice cream ball before, and it was extremely sour, to the extent that whenever he recalled the taste now, his mind would become sour.
However, Shen Yue didn't seem to be in pain.
Is there something wrong with Shen Yue's sense of taste? Or did the pastry chef make a mistake when packing the dessert
Seeing Si Chengyou staring at her ice cream, Shen Yue calmly snatched Su Yunan's spoon and handed it to Si Chengyou, "Brother Si, do you want to have a bite too?"
Because Shen Yue said it was delicious and was about to taste it but Su Yunan’s tools were snatched away:
The fifteen-year-old young man came up and made a big move to grab the spoon, stretching out his right claw and making a fake move at the same time. Su Yunan was careless and did not dodge, so Shen Yue suddenly attacked.
Sneak attack!
The sneak attack was successful.
Si Chengyou ignored Su Yunan's tragedy, took Shen Yue's spoon, hesitated for a moment, and prepared to taste it.
If Shen Yue ate something with that much sourness but didn't feel anything, it might be a taste disorder and she would need to see a doctor as soon as possible.
And if the pastry chef at home puts the wrong flavor, it’s just a minor problem.
Si Chengyou scooped up Shen Yue's white ice cream and put it into his mouth. In an instant, the sour taste that rushed straight to the top of his head seemed to be able to send him to heaven.
Si Chengyou quickly scooped up a milky yellow ball from the side. The sweetness exploding in his mouth and the sourness just now neutralized it, and he felt a little better.
But he was also sure of one thing, that the dessert chef at home had not made the wrong flavor, which meant that Shen Yue...
When Shen Yue saw Si Chengyou trying another flavor, she blinked and scooped a spoonful into her mouth. Sure enough, the sour taste was neutralized and turned into another soft and mellow taste.
Shen Yue got it! It turns out that these two flavors should be eaten together! Interesting.
She was about to take another bite, but as soon as she reached the spoon towards the white ball, Si Chengyou held her hand.