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Miss Ji didn't make a cake with her, at least when she was decorating the cake at the end, Ji Nuan could be regarded as "making suggestions".

But halfway through, Ji Nuan refused to be idle, and took the opportunity to apply a lot of cream and melted chocolate sauce to Mo Jingshen, and the man's haute couture shirt was finally a little wrinkled by her, and a lot of cream was sticky all over his body, most of which were white, the same color as his shirt, and some other colors, which made him look even more embarrassed under his helpless expression.

I'm afraid that except for what Ji Nuan saw with his own eyes, others couldn't imagine that Mo Jingshen would one day be bullied by a woman to such a point, but he didn't even dare to fight back.

"The ingredients for the cream and cake base are very good, and the taste is sweet but not greasy. Ji Nuan licked the remaining cream on her fingers, and then turned to the man who was embarrassed by her and quipped: "Have you been here in advance? Otherwise, how did you know that this homemade cake would be so delicious?"

"Didn't you insist on making a cake with me?" Mo Jingshen began to unbutton a few buttons on his shirt one by one: "If you don't find one that suits your taste in advance, you don't know how many thorns you will pick out to embarrass me." ”

"Do I look like someone who would embarrass you that much?"

Mo Jingshen had already unbuttoned the three buttons on his shirt, but because this was still a production room after all, and there were people passing by outside, it was inconvenient to take them off directly, so he glanced at her: "What do you think?"

She looked at the beautiful shape of his collarbone exposed under the unbuttoned buttons, and the arm exposed under the cuffs that had been rolled up at random, and the hem of the shirt was loosely tied around her waist before, but it turned into a sexy curve in her eyes.

Ah, what a beautiful man.

Ji Nuan took advantage of the dessert chef to go out, wrapped his hands around his neck, and hung himself directly on him, of course, he was also rubbed with cream, and kissed him on the face on tiptoe.

"When I was in T City, did you make all the twenty-one cakes by yourself? But at that time, I wasted them, and you didn't say that you made them all. She looked at his narrowed eyes and repented of her original sprinkling: "But I still haven't learned how to make cakes today, and the plan that I originally planned to make thirty cakes for you when you are thirty years old can only be shelved, so I'll change the way." ”

Knowing that this little woman was deliberately scheming, she just didn't plan to make any cakes, but found a bunch of shameful reasons for herself.

Mo Jingshen's eyes darkened, and he clasped her waist with his backhand.

And Ji Nuan, who doesn't know whether to live or die, continues to nag non-stop.

"Today's birthday is enough, it's not a child, it's not a special anniversary or year, vacationing with you on this island is the best birthday present for me, I don't want anything else. In order to show that he was not so shameless, Ji Nuan added very understandingly: "But in order to express your sincerity, you can still ...... Hey, Mo Depth of Field, you let me down!"

This man, who was accustomed to seeing the world, was not shocked, and even freed up a hand to stabilize her waist, causing her to climb on him in a hurry.

"In order to show sincerity, don't drive me to sleep on the sofa tonight, otherwise I will be able to eat you even on the sofa. ”

His lips rubbed an ambiguous voice in her ear, and the little uplift in the end was a-for-tat smug and low grin.

"You know, when I didn't plan to touch you, even if I slept with you, at most I would decorate something good in my pants, and I would never touch it, but if I was in a hurry, I didn't care if you were in recovery or not, I really couldn't do it, huh?"

When he heard him say that he was packing things in his pants, Ji Nuan's face was already red, and when he heard his next sentence, he buried his face directly in his neck socket.

Why did she be stupid and cute like that at that time, this kind of question can be asked.

……

Pastry Chef's Diary:

The legendary Mr. Mo specially brought his wife here to make a cake today, and for his beautiful wife's birthday, we closed the whole store, leaving me alone here to accompany the making.

It may be that it is not so difficult to just make a cake, otherwise how could Mr. Mo become more and more energetic?

Later, I went outside the door to pick up something, but when I came back, I saw that Mr. and Mrs. Mo were full of clothes

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