The corners of Lei Ziqian's lips hooked slightly, and the deep light in her dark eyes became softer, and she didn't call her anymore, she picked up a knife and cut off a piece of cake and continued to eat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Pei Xiaorou turned her head to look at Zhuo Yuanhang on the other side at this time, her bright eyes were full of expectation.

Zhuo Yuanhang, who doesn't like sweets, only ate half a cake and put down the fork, Junyi's face always looked at the woman's every move with a light and gentle smile, at this time he met her eyes, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a little starlight under his eyes, lined with the warm sun shining in from the window, the brighter it became, "It's a difference from just now, there is no problem now, but if you want to break through from the competition, you have to design some better flavors and shapes." ”

A realistic remark made Bei Xiaorou's excited mood slowly calm down, because the joy brought by finally breaking through the difficult bottleneck was slightly smoothed, she pursed her lips, put down the plate in her hand, her eyes swelled with crystal light, and nodded heavily, compared to the previous worries, now her little face is full of energy and vitality.

thought that if it weren't for Lei Ziqian seeing subtle changes that she hadn't even noticed herself, she would not have made such smooth progress if she hadn't seen the real reason that hindered her, and it was the demon in her heart that she was not confident in it.

She turned her head to look at the man who was eating the last bite of cake on the plate, the smile on the corner of her lips became sweeter and softer, and the gentle admiration contained in her eyes slowly swung away, stabbing Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes on the side, and the big hand on the side of the chair clenched unconsciously.

As if sensing her attention, Lei Ziqian, who put down the fork and picked up a tissue to wipe the corners of his lips, suddenly raised his eyes, and his deep black eyes took in the expression on her face, and the bottom of his eyes sparkled.

Putting down the tissue, he stood up, lowered his eyes and looked at the petite woman who was only up to his shoulders, only to find the blue and black marks under her eyes, her eyebrows were condensed in an instant, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and he reached out to caress her slightly dark eye circles, with a trace of distress and reproach in his eyes, and ordered in a deep voice: "Who allowed you to be tired like this?" Give me a good rest tonight, and I'll think about the rest tomorrow. ”

In recent days, because the cake can't be made well, Bei Xiaorou has always been worried in her heart, and she has to stay in the production room late every night before she is willing to rest, even if she rests, her nerves are so tense that she can't sleep well. Mother of pearl and Pei Minghui saw it in their eyes and persuaded them a few times, she promised to take care of herself in her mouth, but she still took care of herself, the mother and son also knew that she attached great importance to this competition, and they knew that she was stubborn in her bones, and if the persuasion was ineffective, she could only follow her.

Fortunately, today finally made great progress, Pei Xiaorou's tense nerves naturally relaxed, and the boulder pressed in her heart was slowly put down, and the whole person only felt a lot more relaxed, but her spirit did not feel tired at all, but she was very excited. When the clear water eyes noticed the man's worried expression, and the distress in his tone, a warm current slowly rose from his heart.

A bright smile appeared on her little face, her little hand held his big hand that caressed her eyes, her bright eyes were full of joy, her body leaned slightly, her little face was buried in the man's broad chest, her little hand wrapped around his tight waist, and the cheerful and delicate noise sounded gently, "Thank you, Ziqian, because of your words, I will suddenly open my mouth." I'm not tired at all, I'm full of energy, don't worry. ”

Wrapping his hands around the petite body of the woman buried in his chest, the man's dark eyes sank slightly, the strength of his hands couldn't help but increase a little, and the low noise carried a faint warning, "Do you think the dark shadows in front of you are fake?" Anyway, don't stick in the cake shop today. ”

In the past two days, as long as she comes, she stays in the production room and makes cakes, and she didn't realize that she was so haggard a few times before, but today she noticed her appearance, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in her heart.

Feeling the faint anger on the man's body, and the strength that tightly surrounded herself, Bei Xiaorou raised her head from his arms with difficulty, just in time to look at the deep displeasure in her dark eyes, she bit her lip lightly, and there was a hint of discussion in her delicate tone, "But I have a lot of thoughts in my head now......"

"Xiaorou, be obedient, have a good rest today, and do you have any ideas tomorrow." Zhuo Yuanhang, who was sitting quietly on the chair with a somewhat calm face, stood up at this time and followed in a low voice. He also noticed that her expression was too pale, and she looked like she hadn't rested well for days.

The words fell, his eyes slid over the bodies of the two embracing, the darkness under his eyes became a little deeper, and the big palm hanging on his side slowly tightened, but the tone of his voice to her was still soft and soothing.

Hearing his words, Pei Xiaorou turned her head, let go of the small hand around the man's waist, straightened up and was about to leave from his arms, Lei Ziqian's dark eyes looked at her darkly, and after the big hand around her tightened slightly, she pursed her lips and slowly put it down, and her eyes fell lightly on Zhuo Yuanhang.

The man on the other side still locked his eyes on the woman's delicate face, and the affection in his eyes made his brows furrow unconsciously.

Zhuo Yuanhang took two steps forward, stood in front of Bei Xiaorou who was struggling, lowered his body slightly, the two looked at each other, his star-like eyes persuaded with obvious concern, "It's been a few days since I had a good rest, and my face will be so haggard." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pressed lightly on the top of her head, feeling the soft and smooth touch of hair coming from the palm of his hand, his heart moved slightly, and the light under his eyes became softer and softer.

Bei Xiaorou's long eyelashes trembled slightly, seeing the worried look on his face that was the same as that of a man, his heart was slightly warm and he also felt a little guilty, thinking of his mother's worried look when she looked at her in the past few days, she felt more and more sorry, and suddenly found that she had really worried many people recently.

Biting her lip, she was about to nod her head in agreement, but the little hand hanging by her side was suddenly tightly grasped by a warm big hand, and then there was a pull on her wrist, she unconsciously took two steps back slightly, and staggered down against the familiar broad chest of the man behind her.

Lei Ziqian let go of the big hand that was holding the woman, and instead wrapped it around her slender waist, his sharp black eyes looked at the hand that Zhuo Yuanhang had just stroked the woman's head, and his tight handsome face was unhappy.

Zhuo Yuanhang slowly withdrew his suddenly empty big hand, his gaze moved from the hand where the man was holding the woman's waist, met his cold gaze, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, the tenderness in his eyes faded, and he also looked back at him with a challenge.

The air froze for a moment, and the aura on both men became dangerous.

After Bei Xiaorou stabilized her body, she looked at the unhappy look of the man next to her, and then looked at Zhuo Yuanhang, who had a solemn face on the other side, and faintly felt the hostility between them, she pursed her lips, and gently pulled the hem of the man next to her with her small hand, when he lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was some self-blame and guilt in her eyes, and then she turned her eyes to look at Zhuo Yuanhang opposite, and said softly: "I'm sorry for worrying you, I know, I will have a good rest today." ”

Zhuo Yuanhang looked at her deeply with his eyes, the corners of his lips slowly hooked a shallow arc, with a soft color in his eyes, and nodded his head.

Bei Xiaorou smiled at him, then looked sideways at the man beside him, saw that his face was still a little tight, bit his lip lightly, pulled the small hand at the corner of his clothes tightly, and the other hand gently covered his big hand around his waist, his eyes were clear and translucent, with a hint of reassuring apology, and a soft voice came from his shoulder to his ear, "Don't be angry." ”

The man's eyes moved slightly, looking down at the tolerant smile on her delicate little face that pleaded, pursed his lips slightly, and held her small hand with his backhand holding her slender waist, and after a while, the light under his eyes softened slightly, and when Bei Xiaorou saw this, the smile on the corner of her lips unconsciously smiled.