Fang Haobai smiled, let go of Luo Ziqing, and explained to Luo Ziqing, who had already walked out of the car: "If you are researching, call me, and I will pick you up." ”

Luo Ziqing waved her hand goodbye to him: "Okay, okay, I know, you go first." ”

Seeing Fang Haobai drive away, Luo Ziqing turned around and entered the studio, and as soon as she entered, she saw several yellow sticky notes pasted on the refrigerator, several of which said that some of the things that were not good enough for this crème brûlée were written, and one of them was a few big words: Congratulations to the boss on his engagement!

A few Chinese characters are written crookedly and stiffly, and at first glance, Sophia found a translator on the Internet to translate it temporarily and copied it.

Luo Ziqing just wanted to pull Sophia's round face at this time, and then throw it out of the studio and never let it come back!

Although Sophia casually gave the spare key to her apartment to others, but for the sake of him and Fang Haobai not being able to make it clear like this, Luo Ziqing decided to forgive this little girl for the time being.

After all, he is still a "child" in his early 20s.

After carefully recording the suggestions and feedback that Sophia had left behind, Luo Ziqing began to prepare for the improvement of the pudding, and began to experiment with several new cake recipes and carvings.

By the time Luo Ziqing finally put the last sample cake slice in the refrigerator, it was still early, just about six o'clock.

It's just that the autumn sky gets dark relatively quickly, so it's already covered with a layer of dust.

Luo Ziqing looked at the few remaining cake slices on the table, took a piece of each style and packed it, and left a note for Sophia to send to JK's cake shop to sell it to see the reaction.

Thinking that Fang Haobai hadn't tasted the cake he made at this stage, Luo Ziqing wanted to bring some back to give him a taste and absorb the suggestions before improving.

So Luo Ziqing took a piece of each cake with a different recipe, and there were three or four kinds of cakes.

Coupled with an improved crème brûlée, Luo Ziqing's hands were already full of things.

Thinking that it was still early anyway, and she didn't want to disturb what Fang Haobai was doing now, Luo Ziqing still walked home by herself.

Almost at the moment when he finally took out the key, Fang Haobai opened the door, saw Luo Ziqing outside the door, and hurriedly took the things in her hand, and reproached: "Didn't you say that I will pick you up, it's so dark and how dangerous it is for you to come back alone." ”

Luo Ziqing saw Fang Haobai's resentful face, but was amused: "I'm not a child again, how can I be so squeamish." As he spoke, he pushed away Fang Haobai, who was blocking the door, and went straight to the entrance to change his shoes.

I changed into my fluffy slippers, stole a ham sausage on the kitchen table, and lay down on the sofa, which was comfortable.

Fang Haobai asked her with a large bag of things, "What are these?" ”

Luo Ziqing just glanced up: "Today's improved crème brûlée and a few new cakes, bring them back for you to taste, I will remember the feedback later, so you have to eat carefully and hear if you have it." ”

Fang Haobai suddenly became overjoyed: "Specially brought it to me?" ”

Luo Ziqing's face turned red, and she still looked indifferent: "Don't think too much, but there is still some left after cutting the sample, so I will bring it back for fear of waste." ”