With the help of Yin Canyou, she successfully rolled the dough to less than one centimeter of dough, Lin Nalian happily picked up the red biscuit molds of various shapes on the table, and prepared to make a few cute little tree biscuits and bear biscuits on her own dough, but she didn't expect that when she was about to take it off, the small stick on the back of the mold was directly separated from the mold!

"Why is this the way it is?!"

Lin Nalian's mouth opened wide in shock, and she looked at Yin Canyou with a ridiculous expression and asked.

"Poofhahahaha! Na Lian is angry, then how did you pull this out?! ”

Seeing the small stick in Lin Nalian's hand, Yin Canyou laughed very uncontrollably, today's Lin Nalian is giving her too much joy.

"That's how I was going to take it out, and that's how it turned out!!"

Lin Nalian was very aggrieved and inexplicably explained to Yin Canyou what she had just done.

"I'll take a look, I'll see............ Isn't that usable? ”

Yin Canyou took the "detached" small stick from Lin Nalian's hand and reinstalled it, then printed the mold on his own dough, took it out very easily, and successfully obtained a biscuit dough cake in the shape of a small tree.

“…… Don't believe me, I'll try again"

Seeing the mold in Yin Canyou's hand that was broken by himself just now, and at this time, under Yin Canyou's operation, he successfully produced one small tree biscuit after another, Lin Nalian was silent, and suddenly snatched it again, and wanted to try again with an unconvinced face, but the result was ...... This time, the dough had the shape of a small tree, but it was not taken out with the mold like Yoon Chanwoo.

“………………”

Seeing this, even Yin Canyou couldn't help but be silent, and then turned his head to look at Lin Nalian, who was raining heavily with dark clouds rising above his head, and cautiously suggested

"Or ...... Angry, then you can try another one, maybe this one is not for you......"

Lin Nalian, who listened to Yin Canyou's words, defined the small tree mold as "broken" and threw it aside, and then took a white bear-shaped mold again. Under the careful guidance of Yin Canyou, Lin Nalian printed on her dough very carefully and solemnly.

"Look at you! I've got one! ”

Seeing Lin Nalian happily holding a piece of bear biscuits that had been harvested with great difficulty, Yin Canyou smiled with satisfaction, and then praised Lin Nalian who was smiling brightly like a child at this time

"Well done~~~, it seems that this white mold is more suitable for Nuna!"

"Hee-hee-hee!"

Lin Nalian was very happy, and began to have a sense of accomplishment in her heart, so she made more than a dozen bear-shaped biscuits in a row, looking at her "excellent results" on the baking tray, and smiling so much that Lin Nalian's rabbit teeth could not be contained

"How about a taste of the dough?"

Maybe she was too carried away, Lin Nalian actually pulled a small piece of dough and put it in her mouth, which made Yin Canyou look shocked and frightened.

"Oh! It's better than you imagined, you can taste it."

Lin Nalian said this, and at the same time, she pulled a small piece of dough and reached out to feed it to Yin Canyou's mouth.

“………… This is raw dough, and that's angry."

Yoon Chan-woo's head subconsciously tilted back, trying to dissuade Lin Nalian's behavior.

"It's really edible! I don't believe you can taste it."

Seeing that Yin Canyou didn't eat, Lin Nalian began to seduce him.

"Don't, don't"

Yoon Chan-woo kept shaking his head to refuse.

"Taste it~~~, nothing will happen~~~~"

"Don't, don't"

"Oops, oops! My arms are so sore~~~~, you can eat it quickly! My hands are sore! ”

Lin Nalian shook her hands coquettishly, made an expression of "my hands are so sore", and let Yin Canyou eat it with both soft and hard, there was no way, she couldn't resist Lin Nalian's coquettishness, Yin Canyou could only eat it with hatred.

“………………”

"How?"

Lin Nalian's bright eyes were shining, and she looked at Yin Canyou expectantly.

“…… It's ok."

I tasted the taste of the dough, the milky aroma was very rich, the taste was rustling, not as bad as I imagined, but after all, it was ...... That's also dough.

"yes, yes, I'll just say it's okay to eat!"

Lin Nalian only began to show off triumphantly at this time.

"This is a snowball cookie that will be made later."

Mr. Cui smiled kindly and brought over a plate of snowball cookies.

"Wow, ah~~~, Kangsang Amida~~~~"

Lin Nalian took it with emotion, and then took one and fed it to Yin Canyou, who was busy printing the shape, before eating it herself.

"Uh-huh~~~, delicious!"

"Angry, you have flour on your face."

Yin Canyou, who was fed cookies, turned his head to look at Lin Nalian's happy expression of squinting at this time, and suddenly found that there was a white flour mark on Lin Nalian's face.

"Where? Where? ”

"Here"

Lin Nalian, who wanted to wipe it off, subconsciously rubbed it with the back of her hand, but the flour on the back of her hand also rubbed on her face.

"Hahaha! The more you rub the flour, the more ~~~~"

Yin Canyou was amused by Lin Nalian's movements, so he stretched out the back of his fairly clean hand and gently wiped it on Lin Nalian's face, Lin Nalian calmed down and let Yin Canyou rub her face.

Suddenly, the atmosphere around the two of them became ambiguous for some reason, and Yoon Chanwoo silently withdrew his hand after wiping it.

"Chanwoo"

"Huh?"

Lin Nalian suddenly broke the silence.

"Do you know the story of cookies?"

Inexplicably brought up this topic, Yin Canyou was slightly stunned.

"The story of cookies? I don't know."

"It is said that a long time ago in Germany, there was a baker who fell in love with a beautiful girl named Koekje. The baker inquired that the girl liked to eat crispy and tasty cookies. So in order to impress her, the baker worked day and night on crispy biscuits. ”

Lin Nalian lowered her head and kneaded the dough while telling the story to Yin Canyou.

After much effort, the baker finally came up with a crispy biscuit. The baker knew that the girl he liked liked roses the most, so he added fragrant roses to the biscuits. Finally, the baker wrote his affection for her on a note and gave it to the girl. When the girl received the cookies, she was deeply moved by the baker's sincerity, and the two lived happily ever after. ”

In order to commemorate this story, people later named this cookie "Koekje", which means "okie" in English, so it became our current cookie. ”

“………… It's still a touching love story."

After listening to it, Yin Canyou praised it very soullessly.

"That's right, so there are many people who make cookies and give them to their favorite people, and I heard that they are very effective."

"Really?"

"Anyway...... Anyway, most of what I know is successful."

At this time, Lin Nalian suddenly began to stutter, and Yin Canyou, who was suddenly unnatural and sensed that something was wrong, could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Na, who are you going to give these cookies to?"

Yoon Chan-woo tried to pull himself out of this ambiguity.

“…… Well, but not whether he will take it............ If it's you, will you take it? ”

Speaking of this, Lin Nalian's deer-like eyes looked directly at Yin Canyou.

"I ............"

Suddenly feeling that his mouth was extremely dry, Yin Canyou opened his mouth, and it was so difficult that it was difficult to say a word.

"This red velvet cake, come, this halfway snack"

Teacher Cui came back from outside, breaking the strange atmosphere between the two people.

"Wow, ah~~~, Kangsang Amida~~~~"

As if nothing had happened, Lin Nalian expressed her gratitude as always.

"Kangsang Amida"

Yin Canyou turned out the cake and also thanked him.

"I really like the red &bsp&bspvelvet cake"

“red&bsp&bspvelvet………”

Yin Canyou suddenly thought of his girlfriend, and his spirit instantly perked up.

"You remembered Joy, didn't you?"

As if seeing Yin Canyou's thoughts, Lin Nalian suddenly said a word.

"Uh-huh............ Wait a minute, I'll take a picture."

"How do you have this habit? Aren't you the least fond of taking pictures? ”

Looking at Yin Canyou, who took out his mobile phone to take pictures, Lin Nalian frowned slightly, very puzzled.

"Hmm...... I thought this was interesting, so I wanted to send it to Suyoung her."

Yin Canyou explained half-truthfully, but he also left Lin Nalian with a lot of questions.

"Looks like you're in constant contact............

"Hmmm......"

"Naren Nuna"

As if he had made up his mind, Yin Canyou suddenly called Lin Nalian, and then turned his head to look at her with a solemn face.

"What's wrong?"

"Actually...... I'm ............ now, in fact...... I ............"

"Something to say!"

Seeing Yin Canyou's spitting appearance, Lin Nalian couldn't help but panic, so she said urgently.

"Actually, I ...... I'm dating Suyoung."