"Ding..." The buns came out of the pan, and everyone gathered around to watch curiously, as if they were watching the New World.
"Suck-" Chef Kempins sniffed it first, looked at it curiously, and poked it. The bun dented and then slowly recovered. Chef Kempins curled his lips and said, "It seems... nothing special."
I smiled, picked up a bun and put it in front of him: "Try it."
Chef Kempins took it suspiciously, but Harry had already picked up a large white bun and poked the skin playfully with his fingers.
My face suddenly turned red when I saw him playing with the buns and pinching them. Although I knew he was curious about how the small dough could expand so big, it still felt like he was pinching... that...
Since I accepted his confession, I feel that my... thoughts... are becoming more and more dirty...
"Stop playing!" I hit his stomach with my arm, and he looked at me innocently: "I'm just curious about how it can grow so big..." After saying that, his face turned red, and he was really thinking about that!
I glared at him.
Embarrassed and stiff, he quickly stuffed the bun into his mouth. When he was about to take a bite, his body suddenly froze, and the meat juice slowly flowed out of the corners of his mouth.
"It's leaking out!" I reminded immediately.
"Ah!" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from Chef Kempins. I looked at him immediately and stiffened. Chef Kempins actually had tears in his eyes!
Don't be so exaggerated!
The fat chef and Sister Wei'er saw Chef Kempins' reaction and immediately grabbed a bun to eat. Then, the three of them were holding the buns and choking while eating.
I can understand their feelings...
I also cried when I fell into this world, ate black bread for several months, and suddenly ate real food in the Crow ruins.
Not to mention the same food they have been eating for decades.
"It's so delicious!" Harry excitedly grabbed another one and ate it.
There are twelve buns in one pot, two for each person.
I took out the last two and placed them on a plate and covered them with a lid.
Harry looked at me doubtfully: "Who do you want to give these two to?"
"To Xingchuan." I said casually.
Immediately, he grabbed my wrist and lowered his face, looking at me fiercely: "What's going on between you and Xingchuan?" He lowered his voice.
Chef Kempins and the others have already started preparing flour to make buns.
I looked at Harry: "You should believe me."
Harry looked at the busy three people, pulled me out of the kitchen, and held my arm irritably: "Of course I know you won't sleep with Xingchuan, but, but!"
"I'm a boy." I also expressed my helplessness about this, "We sleep separately, just like you used to do in the boys' dormitory in Noah City."
"That's not okay!" Harry was full of jealousy, "You are my wife, how can you sleep in the same room with another man."
"I can't stop it." I spread my hands, "You don't know, he stretched out his hand and opened up the two rooms between us. He stretched out his hand again and turned me into an octopus!"
"What?! He turned you into an octopus!" Harry immediately looked me up and down, his eyes suddenly filled with anger, and he turned around and left, "I'm going to kill him!"
"No!" I pulled him hurriedly, "So I have to comfort him. He no longer sleeps in my room, and... you and I will sleep together anyway..." I murmured, blushing, and pulled him. his hand.
His hand immediately became warm: "Yeah, too..." He turned back with a blush, looked at me, smiled shyly, and gently held my hand, "Sleep in my room from now on... No way..." He frowned again, "Since Xingchuan won't sleep in your room, you'd better go back to sleep."
I immediately raised my face to look at him: "Why?!"
He turned away his face in embarrassment, licked his lips, and held my hand tighter and tighter: "I'm afraid I won't be able to help you sleep next to me... I can't help it..."
"What can't you bear?" I asked him anxiously, why didn't he let me sleep in his room
He blinked and suddenly turned back to look at my face with burning eyes: "I can't help but want you."
My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and I hurriedly withdrew my hand, lowered my head, and grabbed the plate in my hand: "I'm delivering buns to Xingchuan." My heartbeat accelerated and I hurried past him. Suddenly, his hand hugged him My waist instantly grabbed my chin and lifted my face, and a passionate kiss fell suddenly.
The anxious, passionate kiss almost drained my strength. From the time he said he loved me to now, he kissed me countless times, as if he could never get enough kisses, and as if I owed him a whole year of kisses. I don’t want to get it back all the time.
perhaps…
Harry is right…
us…
real…
Can't sleep together...
This is good for him...
Maybe it's a kind of torture...
Kiss is a magical weapon. It not only sucked all the strength from my body, but also emptied my brain. I didn’t know how to get back to the room. Anyway, when I came back to my senses, I was already standing on the balcony of the room, and then I saw Xingchuan sleeping on the bed. On the couch in my room.
He must have slept with me again last night.
For some reason, I suddenly felt a little pitiful about him. Last night was the God of Love's day.
I walked up to him and wanted to call him, but I saw a white rose in his hand.
I was stunned. He was wearing a long black dress, his face was slightly tilted to one side, and his long black hair covered half of his face, which made the white rose on his chest look even more pure and beautiful.
I slowly leaned down and reached for his shoulder, trying to wake him up.
Suddenly, his hand raised up and grabbed my hand, as tightly as if he was going to crush his assassin.
"It's me!" I was anxious, because I was afraid that he would really mistake me for turning into an octopus at this moment.
He opened his eyes, and the recliner began to rise slowly, allowing him to sit up. He still held my hand and looked into my eyes: "Where were you last night?"
I lowered my eyes slightly: "Last night was Cupid Day, and I wanted to be alone." I couldn't say with Harry, because Harry was with a girl last night, "I didn't expect you to be here." I raised my eyes to look at him, sat beside the couch, and smiled, "Last night was Cupid's Day, why didn't you call me a girl?"
He let go of my hand and frowned slightly: "Because last night was Cupid's Day, I can't just call a girl. As I said, I have a mysophobia about feelings." After he finished speaking, his eyes were fixed. It landed firmly on my face.
I smiled and put the bun in front of him: "Try it."
He was stunned and looked at Baozi: "This is..."
"Try the buns I made."
"Did you do it?" He was a little surprised, with a smile on his lips. He picked one up and put it in his mouth, showing his surprise.
I smiled: "How? I'm pretty good at it, right?"
He really smiled, and his smile looked particularly real and clean in the early morning light. He is always smiling, but today's smile is something I have never seen among his many smiles. It is a smile like an untouched child.