After a long, long time, Mr. Cure disappeared from the hospital, Mr. Sweet and Little Bean Shabao looked for him for a long time and were not heard from, and after a long time, Mr. Sweet and Little Bean Shabao regained their calm, and then ran the Dream Dessert House with a group of kittens. The popularity of the Dream Dessert House is still the same as before, and it is the most popular and prosperous dessert house in the poetry and flower town. It's just that the dessert house has changed a little, and it turns out that only Mr. Sweet has a store manager, and the dessert house has an extra proprietor, and the proprietress has a cute name called Xiaodousha Bao. This proprietress is as kind and smiling as Mr. Sweet, and the two of them have a very good relationship with each other. The townspeople of Shihua Town also gave them a name, called the Sweet Bun Couple.

The little bean paste bag is still so cute, but it's a lot more sensible and can help Mr. Tian as a virtuous helper! Mr. Tian felt that he liked their dear more and more with time, and the little bean paste bun became more and more sticky to their husband. On an autumn afternoon, the two of them took a nap and sat in the kitchen to eat afternoon dessert, Mr. Sweet wore an apron to make hot fresh taro milk tea for the small bean paste bun, and the small bean paste bun was waiting for the fragrant pizza to come out of the oven. The small bean paste looked at the oven with a blank eye, and the pizza inside was not yet fully ripe. "The saliva is going to come out!" Mr. Sweet smiled and watched the little bean paste bag pinch his waist playfully, and the little bean paste bag who was afraid of itching giggled and threw himself into Mr. Tian's arms. "Hungry darling?" Mr. Tian touched the flat lower abdomen of the little bean paste bag again, and muttered in his heart, why do you change your tricks every day to make delicious food and still be so thin.

"I'm not hungry, husband!" Little bean paste bun kissed Mr. Tian's side face and bit his ear. "I just like the food my husband makes!" Mr. Tian enjoyed it so much that he hugged him and gave him a lingering kiss, the temperature in the kitchen was rising, the temperature of the two people was also rising sharply, the glass windows were stained with steam, and the eyes of the little bean paste bag were also stained with a layer of mist. "Well, the pizza is ready!" Hearing the sound of the oven, the little bean paste bun gently pushed Mr. Sweet, and Mr. Sweet ate the vinegar of the pizza and put on his gloves to take the pizza out of the oven.

"I just like the food my husband makes!" Mr. Sweet pouted and pretended to be pitiful with the little bean paste. "I only like food, I don't like my husband! It's so sad! Mr. Tian sighed, and the whole person looked very sad, and the little bean paste bag shook his head vigorously, and he said no. Do you like food or husband? Mr. Sweet placed a small piece of pizza next to the mouth of the bean paste bun, and the bean paste bun shook his head and closed his mouth. Okay, okay, okay, no more fun! My dear took the pizza to the sofa, and my husband put the double skin milk and went in! Mr. Tian stole a fragrant incense and turned around to take the double skin milk, and the little bean paste bun walked out of the kitchen.

"My favorite thing is my husband, and my husband is delicious!" Little Doushabao played a hooligan and trotted to the sofa, Mr. Sweet laughed very loudly in the kitchen to put milk tea and double skin milk on the tray, Xiaodoushabao blushed and heard the laughter and blushed even redder.

"Did you steal a little gluttony?" Mr. Sweet placed the tray on the table and hugged the small bean paste bun from behind. "After eating the pizza, let's go out fishing, and then go to Mr. Fruit's orchard to pick fruits, and bake fruit pie at night, okay?" Mr. Sweet kisses the ear of the little bean paste bun. "Do you want to date me, honey?" Xiao Doushabao nodded vigorously, a little embarrassed, but still kissed Mr. Tian.

Mr. Sweet picked up the little bean paste bag and let him sit on his lap, the two of them shared a large cup of fresh taro milk tea intimately and warmly, and the warm heart on his body was also warm, and the full little bean paste bag wiped his mouth and lay in Mr. Sweet's arms. Mr. Sweet ate the leftover pizza side of the bean paste bun, picked up the hair on his forehead with his hand and gently gave the bean paste bun a brain melon, and the little bean paste bun smiled and bit Mr. Sweet's finger. Mr. Tian directly threw the small bean paste bun on the sofa and pressed it tightly, and the distance was embarrassingly close and very ambiguous.

The cool autumn put on a layer of golden clothes for the Shihua Town, the golden on the road is not to mention how beautiful it is, the Shihua River is still flowing gently, and the red leaves seem to be rouge naughty to climb up. The door sign of the dessert shop says it is closed again, and the townspeople of Shihua Town know that Mr. Sweet is going out with his little bean paste bun again! Mr. Doushabao and Mr. Tian are wearing the same bear turtleneck sweater and plaid scarf, Mr. Tian is holding fishing gear in one hand and holding Xiaodousha Bao in the other, and the two of them come to Shihua River intimately. It's still the same as before, Mr. Tian concentrates on fishing, and the little bean paste bag runs half-heartedly to play after a while. One moment look at the flowers and plants, one moment play with the little squirrel holding the pine cone, and the other time run after the bird. Mr. Sweet followed him while fishing, for fear that the little guy would bump into it, and he would really be spoiled!

The harvest is quite rich, Mr. Tian caught several fish, the small bean paste bag Mei Zizi thought that he could eat braised fish at night, Mr. Tian took the hand of the small bean paste bag and went to the fruit forest with him, Mr. Fruit was not at home, only a small dog watched the home, Mr. Fruit left a post-it note for Mr. Sweet to tell them that the fruit can be picked at will. The orchard exudes a strong fruity aroma, with yellow-orange-orange pears, purple agate-like grapes, and red guava....... Xiao Doushabao opened the small schoolbag and took out the camera to take pictures of the two people, Mr. Tian bent down and gave him a license plate, and the two of them didn't know how many photos they took. The two of them came to a pear tree and sat down, and Mr. Sweet watched him eat the grapes.

Somewhere in the town of Shihua is different from the front of the golden dessert house, the large pink snow cherry blossoms are blooming, and the pink looks so gentle in the golden yellow, maybe the owner who planted them is also a gentle person. A man in a cardigan with a rose sweater lying under a pink snow cherry tree with a white cloth over his eyes, and a pink snow fell as soon as the autumn wind blew. The man's good-looking hand grabbed some long hair, sat up, and drank a steaming cup of lemon tea by himself. He couldn't see the fallen leaves but was as lonely as the fallen leaves, sighed and opened his mouth to say something. "Alas, it's too hypocritical!" The man chuckled and stretched out his hand to caress his eyes under the white cloth, and he finally indulged himself for a while, and it was good to be invisible, it was good.....

"Mr. Sweet, you look better than autumn!" Little Doushabao tilted his head and looked at Mr. Sweet, Mr. Sweet hugged him and kissed Xiaodoushabao, his baby couldn't kiss enough and didn't love enough. "Mr. Tian, I have an elixir that can make you and me live forever!" The bean paste bun puts a chocolate chip bean into Mr. Sweet's mouth, and Mr. Sweet hugs the bean paste bun tightly.

Sure enough, love really isn't perfect!