Alley Bakery

As soon as the door opened at half past eight in the morning, Yu Jimo walked in with Xu Huhu, looking at "Little brother... Ah, little sister?" However, after shouting, Yu Jimo felt a little wrong, this title...

Why does it sound like the title of a waiter in a restaurant? It doesn't sound like Lou Qingyu, who is cold and ascetic behind the counter.

It's over, she won't call it anything?!

When Xu Huhu heard this title, he was also confused, isn't this little brother in front of him?

Lou Qingyu didn't mind, and smiled lightly, "Good morning, what do you want?"

Yu Jimo glanced at the cake cabinet and found that there was no cherry mousse that he had eaten yesterday, and asked softly, "Isn't there any cherry mousse?"

"Sorry, that was yesterday. ”

Yu Jimo's face was a little lost, and when she reacted, she asked again, "What about today?"

The tone was unconsciously a little expectant, having eaten yesterday's croissants and cherry mousse, she was very interested in the baking made by this handsome baker, which was instinctive as a foodie.

"Today we are offering matcha mille-feuille. ”

Yu Jimo's phoenix eyes lit up slightly, and he only felt that the liquid in his mouth was constantly secreting, and he was entangled for a while, and ordered without hesitation, "Then three matcha mille-feuille, three cloud bread and five croissants." ”

Fortunately, she has a little stake in the company, otherwise with her way of eating, it is estimated that she will eat herself poorly.

Xu Huhu was still lying in the cake cabinet and wondering which one to choose, and when he heard Yu Jimo's words, he raised his eyebrows, "Momo, you still have a live broadcast task today." "The implication is, Yu Jimo, don't eat so much.

"Oh. "What a cold word.

While the two were talking, Lou Qingyu pushed open the glass door of the cake cabinet and gently picked up the emerald matcha mille-feuille.

I saw that the delicate matcha powder was sprinkled on the surface of the mille-feuille, and the layers of green-dyed pie crust were distinct, and the milk-like cream inside vaguely seeped out of the gap, forming snow-white silk threads.

Xu Huhu looked a little moved, and after thinking for a while, he decided, "Little brother, I want a matcha mille-feuille and croissant." ”

"It's 105 pieces in total. ”

Lou Qingyu watched the two leave with a light smile, "Thank you, welcome again." ”

Soon, the wooden door was pushed open again, and faces appeared in the small shop, unfamiliar, familiar, and unchanged was the shallow smile on the corner of Lou Qingyu's mouth, and the crisp and beautiful "Welcome!"

Before leaving work, Lou Qingyu made today's income and expenditure expense table.

Overall, the profit on the second day was much better than on the first day, and in addition to some regular customers, there were also a lot of self-visiting customers, which is a good thing.

The coldness of her eyebrows and eyes dissipated a lot because of this, her obsidian eyes shone slightly, and even the pace of leaving the shop was a little brisk, until a magnetic male voice stopped her steps, "Qingyu, here!"

Looking sideways, there was an ordinary car parked on the street, and the window was lowered, revealing a resolute and handsome face, with a short hair, and angular facial features that made his whole person exude a majestic and cold temperament.

This kind of temperament, either a warrior or a policeman!

Lou Qingyu was slightly surprised, and slowly approached, "Brother, why are you here?" Zuo Lingfeng's work place is not near here, and he doesn't pass through here when he goes home, so Zuo Lingfeng came to pick her up on purpose?

Zuo Lingfeng replied softly, his dark eyes flashed a little soft, "Come and pick you up from work." The man sat in the car, even with his back against the seat, but the whole person's posture was still upright, giving people a sense of stability.

"Get in the car. ”

Lou Qingyu didn't object, pulled the car door, sat in the passenger seat, just buckled the seat belt, the car had already started, and quickly drove away.

When the car turned the corner, there were two tall and handsome men standing by the zebra crossing waiting for the green light, and the man in black inadvertently raised his eyes, and at that moment, he crashed into a pair of obsidian-like eyes, cold and bright, like a bright moon to attract his attention.

When he came back to his senses, those eyes had disappeared into the distance, only Shen Lang on his side.

"Third brother, it's a green light. ”