Yuan Zhendong's eyes flashed slightly, and the always cold noise was mixed with a hint of softness at this time, "Her name is Xiaorou?" Very nice name. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info“

Zhuo Yuanhang's eyebrows tightened in an instant, the smile on his face faded, the hand holding the beer can tightened slightly, and his eyes were solemn, "Yuan, Xiaorou is the woman I like." ”

A trace of surprise appeared in Yuan Zhendong's eyes, looking at his slightly hostile serious face, a trace of understanding flashed on his handsome face, and he frowned: "I don't mean this to her."

His eyebrows moved slightly, but Zhuo Yuanhang's expression still did not let go, "But I can feel that you are very different from her." ”

Yuan Zhendong pursed his lips, a trace of heartache appeared in his dark amber eyes, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his handsome face became more and more rigid and cold. The hand holding the beer can tightened suddenly, and the force was so heavy that the body of the can collapsed slightly, making a slight sound, which seemed a little harsh in the quiet and calm living room at this moment.

He put the beer can in his hand on the coffee table in front of him, and got up and left the living room without saying a word.

Although Zhuo Yuanhang didn't know what he was going to do, he could feel his sudden low mood and the pain that flashed in his eyes. He frowned, didn't ask any more questions, and sat quietly on the couch waiting.

After a while, Yuan Zhendong walked back, looking the same cold expression as usual, but the right hand holding the photo tightly floated with green tendons, which showed the restrained emotion.

He sat back on the couch, pursed his lips and handed the picture to the man across from him.

Zhuo Yuanhang looked at the sadness that appeared in his eyes, the doubts in his heart were deeper, his expression was a little solemn, he took the photo, and the moment he lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of surprise, "This is Xiaorou?" ”

While exhaling in a low voice, his eyebrows tightened tighter and tighter, his eyes were still firmly fixed on the girl who was hugged by the man at his side and smiled brightly, his eyes flashed slightly, he shook his head and raised his eyes to look at the man in the photo opposite, "No, she is not Xiaorou." ”

Bei Xiaorou is gentle and demure, she won't smile so brightly and lively, although the two are very similar, their temperaments are completely different.

Yuan Zhendong reached out to take back the photo, and his amber eyes became doting when he looked at the girl in the photo, "She is Alice." ”

He raised his eyes, a soft glint in his eyes, "The first time I saw her, I thought it was Alice back. “

Zhuo Yuanhang pursed his lips, his eyes full of astonishment.

The two have been friends for many years, and he naturally knows that his friend has a very protective and loving sister, but for various reasons, he has never had the opportunity to see him, and it is even more regrettable that she died in a car accident three years ago.

That year, he happened to wander in various primeval jungles, cut off all contact with the outside world, and only learned about it when he returned half a year later. At that time, Yuan Zhendong looked no different from usual, but he didn't mention the matter anymore, so it was inconvenient for him to ask more.

Therefore, he never knew that Pei Xiaorou and his sister looked so similar.

"Yuan, Xiaorou is not Alice." Zhuo Yuanhang looked at Yuan Zhendong with a serious face and reminded in a deep voice.

Yuan Zhendong's amber eyes condensed slightly, like a knife-carved thin lips tightly pursed into a line, the thumb of his right hand slowly brushed the smiling little face in the photo, and then raised his eyes, his eyes were slightly dark, and his handsome face returned to his usual indifference, "I know." ”

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The cake competition held by Aisati College every year attracts many people who have developed in the dessert industry, and this year, because of the talented cake chef Yuan Zhendong as the judge, and the "Food Fashion" magazine has been reported early in the morning, other media have also begun to report on the competition.

In anticipation of this, the preliminary round has finally begun, and each participant must submit detailed information, and Aishadi will carefully check whether the contestant has a bad reputation record, and the academy is very strict in this regard, and there is no room for impurities.

At the same time, the requirements for the first level of the preliminary round were also announced, which was to make a creamy fruitcake with a spring flavor.

In the past two years, Pei Xiaorou has participated in the competition, but unfortunately she has regretted that she stopped in the final.

Although it was a pity for her to experience two failures, she also realized her limitations and shortcomings, and she grew from them, so that she can get better and better at the skill she is today.

The drizzle outside the window, the weather was cold, and the cold wind that blew seemed to be in the bones, and the sudden cold weather made the streets many fewer pedestrians.

The lights on both sides of the street are more and more hazy against the background of the drizzle, and the warm yellow lights in the cake shop with a rest sign quietly sprinkled down, creating a warm atmosphere that is different from the outside.

Since the last time they said that they had tasted it, Lei Ziqian and Zhuo Yuanhang would take time to come to the cake shop every night in the past few days, but somehow, the time when the two arrived was about the same, and the coincidence was terrifying.

On the table by the window, the two sat opposite each other, and when their eyes met in the air, their eyes were cold at the same time, and the hostile atmosphere seemed to be about to erupt.

The mother of pearl at the counter threw a glance at the two without a trace, her eyes moved slightly, and then she continued to bury her head in today's turnover.

And Bei Minghui, who was leaning in front of the counter, was not as calm as his mother, he frowned tightly, and did not dare to take his eyes off the table by the window for a moment.

Sluggish as he could clearly feel the strange atmosphere between the two men, not to mention the horror and surprise at the moment when he saw the two of them sitting peacefully at the same table eating cake on the first night.

Although he already knew from his sister the reason why they appeared here every day, he still couldn't adapt to this situation.

At this time, Pei Xiaorou came out of the production room with a piece of cake in her hand, her delicate face was dyed a little red because of exercise, and it was obviously cold as winter outside, but a little sweat appeared on her forehead, but the light in her eyes was brighter than the lights in the store.

Seeing her come out, both men stood up at the same time.

Zhuo Yuanhang was closer to her and took the cake in her hand first. Lei Ziqian took a step forward, grabbed the little woman's hand with one hand and pulled her to his side, and the other hand pulled the tissue on the table, gently wiped the thin sweat on her forehead, staring at her black eyes with focused tenderness.

Pei Xiaorou's long eyelashes trembled slightly and raised her eyes to look at him, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and now, she can calmly accept his intimate actions from time to time, and she is no longer as shy and blushing at every turn as she did at the beginning.

Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes on the side sank slightly, he pursed his lips, slowly put the cake in his hand on the table, and while lowering his eyes, his eyes suddenly lit up, he turned his head to look at the woman, with appreciation in his eyes, "Xiaorou, this cake is amazing." ”

Helping the woman hook the hair that fell next to her ears back behind her ears, Lei Ziqian looked sideways slightly, and a stunning light flashed in his dark eyes. (To be continued.) )