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Leaving the hospital, the dazzling sunlight shining down her head, Bei Xiaorou closed her eyes slightly, the man's handsome and cold face suddenly floated in her mind, her heart was suffocated, she opened her eyes, and walked forward with her head down with a lonely face.

I don't know how long she walked, and someone suddenly rubbed her shoulder, and then she raised her head and found that she had unconsciously walked to a commercial street, and the shops lined up made this area full of popularity and particularly noisy.

Looking around, there was a white Samoyed dog standing in the middle of the road, and at the right turn, a minivan was approaching at a very fast speed, and it was about to hit it.

Bei Xiaorou's eyes widened, her body consciously ran in the direction of the dog, quickly pounced and picked it up, closed her eyes and felt a tingling pain from her left elbow brushing the ground, and the next moment her body fell to the side of the road.

The screeching sound of brakes and the exclamations of pedestrians sounded not far away, and the barking of the dog in her arms made Bei Xiaorou feel more dizzy, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The truck driver looked out of the window, cursed loudly and drove away, and the onlookers gradually gathered in a circle around a man and a dog, and exchanged heads and ears.

"Louie." A clear and pleasant call suddenly sounded, and the dog in Bei Xiaorou's arms barked loudly.

The crowd of onlookers was pushed away, and a man walked in, he was bathed in a piece of sunlight, his slender posture walked towards Bei Xiaorou steadily, slowly squatting down and caressing the dog's head, his handsome and deep side face was extremely exquisite, and there were bursts of admiration in the crowd.

The dog who was called Louis stuck out his tongue and licked the man's other hand on his lap, dependent and intimate. Bei Xiaorou frowned and looked at the man with a serious face: "This gentleman, you are its owner, you should be responsible, do you know that because of your negligence, it almost died just now." ”

Stroking Louie's big hand, the man raised his head, and the lazy smile that hung on the corner of his lips slowly retracted as she spoke. A pair of slightly raised eyes looked directly at Bei Xiaorou, extremely focused, and after a while, showed a smile of sincere gratitude: "Thank you for saving it." ”

Bei Xiaorou looked at him for a long time, and finally shook her head, her hands on the ground and wanted to get up, but there was a stinging pain in her left hand, and she gasped.

Seeing her suddenly pale face, Zhuo Yuanhang frowned slightly and looked down. Her left elbow was bruised and bloodshot slightly, and she looked a little scary against the backdrop of her fair complexion.

Zhuo Yuanhang's brows furrowed, and his big hand reached out on her shoulder to help her up: "I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Bei Xiaorou, who was standing still, retreated slightly, broke away from his support, and shook her head: "No, it's just a small injury, I'll deal with it myself." ”

Who knew that the man frowned disapprovingly, with a straight face, with a serious face: "No, there may be a scar, you are a girl." What's more, you were injured to save Louie, and I can't turn a blind eye, let's go. ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but take her uninjured hand, turned around and walked forward, Bei Xiaorou couldn't react for a while, so she could only passively follow him.

Fortunately, the wound was not serious, the doctor eliminated the poison, and instructed some precautions, and the two left the hospital. declined Zhuo Yuanhang's kindness to send her home, and Bei Xiaorou quickly turned around and left, for fear that this man would take her away as strongly as he had just done.

Looking at her figure as if she was hiding from the plague and leaving in a hurry, Zhuo Yuanhang slowly hooked the corners of his lips, and a hint of fun flashed in his eyes. Her eyes flashed slightly, and after a while, she followed her, always keeping a distance not far away, and Bei Xiaorou didn't notice that someone was following behind her. It wasn't until he saw her walk into the cake shop and sit down at the counter that the man turned to leave.

The next morning, the weather was sunny and sunny.

In the cake shop, a hint of sweet fragrance fills the air. The clerk bent over to arrange the tables and chairs, ready to welcome customers, and Pei Xiaorou walked out of it with a tray of freshly made cakes in her hand.

The wind chimes rang suddenly, unusually clearly into her eardrums in the quiet hall, and she turned her head to look at the handsome man who pushed the door in, blinking lightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

Zhuo Yuanhang saw her at a glance, his eyes moved to her bandaged left elbow, raised his eyebrows slightly, strode in front of her, and reached out to take the tray in her hand.

Bei Xiaorou was slightly stunned, and wanted to reach out to take it back, but he turned sideways, and the corners of his lips were lightly raised: "It's my honor to serve beautiful women, don't deprive me of my fun." ”

After speaking, he walked to the shelf, placed the cake piece by piece, and then turned to look at Bei Xiaorou, raising his eyebrows slightly: "Your hand is injured, it will be somewhat inconvenient, in this way, I will help you make the cake together." ”

After searching around, he saw the production room with a transparent glass partition behind the counter, and immediately took her hand and strode over. Bei Xiaorou was stunned by his series of actions, and was passively taken away by him. And the clerk always stood by and looked at them in a daze.

In a small production room, the sparrows are small but well-equipped, with some materials scattered on the countertop, and a notebook open to the side. Zhuo Yuanhang let go of his hand and stepped forward, picked up the notebook, lowered his head and slowly flipped through it.

Pei Xiaorou finally came back to her senses, coughed lightly, and was about to say that she didn't need his help, but the man suddenly pointed to one of the pages and said, "You can add some lemon juice here, the taste will be better." ”

She was slightly stunned, and hurriedly looked over, frowning lightly to ponder his words. Zhuo Yuanhang stared sideways at her serious side face, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and the light under his eyes shone brightly.

After a while, Pei Xiaorou looked at him with surprise on her face: "Let's try it now, can we?" ”

"Gladly." The corners of his lips curled, he put down the notebook in his hand, rolled up his cuffs and washed his hands, and began to act.

During the production process, the two exchanged some ideas in a low voice from time to time, and Zhuo Yuanhang could always put forward suitable opinions, which made Pei Xiaorou feel pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help but worship, and the distance between the two was shortened a lot.

After making the cake, Zhuo Yuanhang helped entertain the guests. Excellent appearance, gentlemanly manners, lazy smile always on the face, always the first insight into the needs of the guests, all make the guests happy, and the cake shop is crowded for a while.

Pei Xiaorou was a little dumbfounded, she didn't expect business to be like this.

After a busy morning, Zhuo Yuanhang sat on the chair, eating the cake he had made, and boasted with a thumbs up on his face.

Pei Xiaorou, who was standing opposite, was amused by the smug look on his face, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and his delicate face was lit up in an instant, fresh as morning dew. Zhuo Yuanhang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, the light in his eyes surged, and after a while, the corners of his lips hooked up with a smile.

The two stood and sat on the ground and looked at each other and smiled, the man was handsome, the woman was delicate, and the picture looked beautiful and peaceful.

Lei Ziqian, who pushed the door in, moved his gaze from Pei Xiaorou's face with a happy smile to the man sitting on the chair, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his already tense face became even more cold.