Ji Nuan originally thought that Mo Jingshen was going to take her out today for something, but it turned out that he had actually booked a cake making workshop in advance, and all the staff there were off today except for one who was very famous in Argentina. The pastry chef came to help.
I promised her that I would take her to make a cake. After all, she was not sober at the time, so she didn't remember it anymore.
As a result, he always remembered it and even made arrangements in advance.
Although Ji Nuan can cook, she really can't make cakes, but she remembers that Mo Jingshen once made more than 20 cakes for her overnight, and every one of them looked very beautiful. She tasted some and they were very good. It was delicious, although a lot of those cakes were ruined by her.
So, what else can this man not know, and what else can be difficult for him
Ji Nuan stood in the production room, wearing the apron and clothes prepared by the pastry chef. They were pink and had a hat. After putting them on, Ji Nuan could see the reflection inside when she passed by the window. The visual sense of a pink and tender dessert shop waiter is quite down-to-earth.
On the contrary, Mo Jingshen didn't change his clothes, wearing a white shirt and light-colored trousers. When he passed by this street just now, many young girls from foreign countries couldn't help but glance at him secretly.
This man was dressed in white today. He was clean, handsome and looked completely different from a man who was about to be thirty years old. He was so attractive that Ji Nuan kept standing in front of him to block his face, but he couldn't stop it. Hold the gaze of those women.
Now she saw the man standing in the production room helping her make cakes. Looking at the man's rolled up shirt sleeves and the small section of strong arms exposed, she glanced outside again and saw something quiet outside. Those young girls lying on the transparent windows looking in...
Feeling a little jealous for no reason.
My husband, who attracts so much attention wherever he goes, is already hard to hide and contain. Today, he is dressed like a Prince Charming.
Bah bah bah, he is an old prince charming who is almost thirty years old.
He is attracting attention. Ji Nuan is dressed like this now. Those women outside who are constantly looking in probably think that he is the owner of the dessert shop or some distinguished guest, while she is just talking to her. She was just a waiter in a dessert shop who was traveling with her. Now dressed like this, it confirmed their thoughts. They didn't even glance at her. They all looked at the handsome and even handsome man inside like wolves and tigers. A man who can make desserts.
But they were just outside to watch. When she was in school, she and Xia Tian also spied on good-looking seniors and other men. It was not illegal to take a look, but Ji Nuan was already jealous. She simply took the freshly whipped cream and turned around and walked into the production room at the back, which was also separated by a layer of transparent glass.
Mo Jingshen, who was concentrating on helping Ji Nuan make cake embryos, felt that something didn't seem right.
There seems to be an extra follower behind him. Except for giving him a hug when he was cooking a few days ago when he was still confused, Ji Nuan, who usually wouldn't hang around behind him like this, is now with him. Followed closely behind him, like a sesame seed on a sugar cake, he turned around and went to the oven, and she followed him. She would go wherever he went, her eyes always shining, every time he looked at him When she turned back, she used her best skills to attract his attention, as if she wanted to press all the stars in the sky into her eyes, attracting his attention, lest he notice the group of people outside who were peeping at him.
Mo Jingshen casually took the matching cream, chocolate, etc. handed over by the pastry chef.
Ji Nuan stood nearby and looked at him intently, not looking at the cake or learning to make it, but only looking at him.
Mo Jingshen returned to the production table.
Ji Nuan was tired from standing. Taking advantage of the fact that he was still half a patient in the recovery period, he moved a stool and sat across from him. At the same time, he picked up the extra cake embryo that had been cut off next to him and took a few bites. It was very sweet. The cut off part already tasted perfect, let alone the unfinished half-finished product in front of him.
The girls who were watching outside probably discovered that there was some relationship between Ji Nuan and the handsome man inside. After all, she was so persistent and clingy that the man didn't have any impatience. He even asked the pastry chef to prepare some delicious food. Give her food in front of her to prevent her from getting hungry or bored. Although she looks like a waiter in her clothes, she doesn't look like it at the moment.
It wasn't until they saw the man smearing the cream that he accidentally rubbed on his hand directly onto Ji Nuan's nose that the women outside finally understood, and all of them left angrily and with sad expressions on their faces.
Ji Nuan raised her hand to wipe the cream off her nose, then sat there with her face in one hand and continued to look at him.
In fact, she didn't know what kind of man Mo Jingshen belonged to.
It could even be said that she couldn't even figure out what type of husband Mo Jingshen was.
She had seen him wearing a suit in the company when meeting and socializing with elites at home and abroad. Sometimes he would be cold and inhumane, and he would be so resolute that people could not predict what his next decision would be. Sometimes He would also chat and laugh happily with people he rarely admired, but his clear and solemn expression hid a sense of distance and distance. He never talked to others, and he was a calm and unhurried person.
She has also seen him put on comfortable shirts or home clothes. His slender figure and clean and moist breath are always refreshing. His fine black hair is on top of his gentle eyebrows. When he looks at her, his eyes never change. He would hide the warmth, making her unable to resist every time.
She had also seen his bloody and decisive appearance in Cambodia, her silence and forbearance without eating for many days and his shady cooperation with the XI base, her intimidation when holding a gun, her But he lost his mind and almost shot that person to death because she was almost defiled by a Cambodian. He has seen many of his faces...
Mo Jingshen seems to be able to control his identity and emotions very well due to his identity as a eldest grandson of Mo, or perhaps because of the constraints of responsibility and family.
There seemed to be very few instances where he lost his mind in his memory, but the few times he had lost his mind seemed to be related to her.
Ji Nuan did not eat the food that the pastry chef brought her, but kept eating the leftovers from the cake embryos that Mo Jingshen cut.
After all, this was done by him, and she was not willing to throw away even the few extra pieces that were removed.
Mo Jingshen glanced at her sitting there contentedly eating the cake and sighed.
On my birthday, I want to make cakes together and learn how to make cakes.
It's almost enough for him to cook and eat for her.
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(Third update, good night~)