Chapter 40 Is the Cake Made of Salt?

"Haven't you been out yet?" Lu Shenshen had already taken a lunch break for two hours, and when he came out, he saw that Song Qing'an was still sitting on the chair facing the door of Qin Sheng's room without moving, it was obvious that he had been waiting for Qin Sheng here.

Song Qing'an shook his head and didn't say a word.

"This one can't do without eating." Lu Shen glanced at the closed door of the room, sighed and sat down next to Song Qing'an.

"She may need a little time." A hint of gloom flashed in Song Qing'an's eyes, and his emotions were very uncertain.

Lu Shen pursed his lips, turned his head and poured two cups of tea for himself and Song Qing'an, "Time is naturally easy to say, but it's hard to say whether this psychological damage can be alleviated......

Song Qingan raised his head and took a sip of tea, but did not answer.

Until the evening, Qin Sheng still didn't come out of the room, and he didn't eat two meals in a row, and Song Qing'an was obviously anxious.

"Don't turn around, don't turn around, I'm dizzy." Lu Shen stroked his eyes, and was already dizzy when he was turned by Song Qing'an.

Song Qing'an stomped his feet, and was about to step forward to open Qin Sheng's door when a thought struck, but who knew that his hand had not yet landed on the door and paused.

"Hey......" Song Qing'an sighed, pursed the corners of her lips, and went directly to the kitchen.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Shen was puzzled for a moment, got up and followed Song Qing'an.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Song Qing'an began to look around, and Lu Shenshen really didn't understand what Song Qing'an was messing with in the kitchen.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Shenshen watched his carefully cleaned kitchen being messed up by Song Qing'an, and his head was about to get bigger.

Lu Shenshen, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, really can't stand it.

"Let's see if there's anything Qin Sheng likes to eat, I don't believe she really doesn't come out." Song Qing'an explained to Lu Shenshen while looking for food.

Lu Shen nodded in understanding and not quite understanding, and asked again, "What does Qin Sheng like to eat?" ”

Song Qing'an stopped what he was doing, paused for a long time, and replied a little embarrassedly, "I don't seem to know ......"

"I don't know what you're looking for...... Lu Shenshen's anger came up instantly, calmed down his mood, and picked up patience again, "Little girls should like to eat some desserts or something, I'll see if I can make it." ”

"Dessert?" Song Qingan raised his eyebrows and replied lightly, "I should like it." ”

Lu Shenshen didn't expect Song Qing'an to know anything useful, rolled his eyes, picked up the clothes on his elbows, took some flour and eggs from the cabinet, put them on the board and began to show his skills.

Song Qingan stood aside and watched Lu Shenshen operate carefully, he never cared about cooking in the past, but today it is rare to stay in the kitchen for so long and study carefully.

Lu Shen thought of a sentence, there is a girl in my family who has just grown up, oh no, there is a son.

"Okay, you won't knead this side either, I'll go beat the eggs......" Lu Shenshen nodded towards Song Qing'an, although he was a little not very relieved in his heart, but he should have kneaded Song Qing'an.

Five minutes later.

"Song Qing'an!" Lu Shenshen came back and saw the sparse dough kneaded by Song Qing'an, his face was green, he took back what he said just now, Song Qing'an really didn't even know how to knead the dough.

Flour was sprinkled everywhere, Song Qing'an's hair was covered with flour, the bridge of his tall nose wrinkled slightly, and when he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his nose, the tip of his nose was smeared with flour again.

The whole thing looks very funny, but it's a little more cute.

Lu Shenshen naturally noticed the flour on Song Qing'an's face, but he didn't plan to tell Song Qing'an that if Qin Sheng could see Song Qing'an's appearance when this dessert was sent over, he wouldn't believe that Qin Sheng could still be angry with Song Qing'an.

By the time the two of them were ready, it was already close to the time for dinner in the evening.

"It's finally done." Lu Shenshen took out the small cake that the two of them had worked so hard to make from the oven, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the thing to Song Qing'an with great satisfaction.

"It's very fragrant." Song Qing'an sniffed it and nodded with satisfaction.

Song Qing'an was scalded when he took out the cake, and his fingertips instantly burned red, and he didn't care at all.

"Go ahead, finish your meal when you're done." Lu Shenshen waved his hand at Song Qing'an, took some vegetables and meat and started to cook dinner again.

Song Qing'an nodded, took the small cake and walked out of the kitchen, the heavy small cake in his hand seemed to make Song Qing'an not so nervous.

"Qin Sheng." Song Qing'an shouted Qin Sheng's name outside the house, and it took a while for Qin Sheng inside to have a voice.

"Come in."

Song Qing'an dragged the cake with one hand, pushed open the door of Qin Sheng's room with the other, and when he entered the door, he saw Qin Sheng sitting by the windowsill and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Subconsciously, he still wanted to ask Qin Sheng why he didn't have a good rest in bed, but when he thought of that incident, he couldn't say anything more.

"This is the little cake that Lu Shenshen and I baked for you, how about it taste." Song Qing'an put the small cake on the small table in front of Qin Sheng, and then sat down next to Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng heard that the two of them had baked a small cake for her, and she was more moved in her heart, and subconsciously looked at Song Qing'an on the side, and couldn't help laughing when she saw him with a funny look on his face.

Song Qing'an looked at Qin Sheng looking at him and smiled, he was very puzzled, and he reacted to something and went to look in the mirror directly.

Instantly understood something,

"Lu Shenshen......" Song Qingan gritted her teeth and read Lu Shenshen's name.

Qin Sheng chuckled lightly and said without being salty or light, "Didn't you let me eat a small cake?" I won't be given a spoon. ”

Song Qing'an reacted and hurriedly handed the spoon in his hand to Qin Sheng, and then sat down beside her again, waiting for Qin Sheng's taste with an excited face.

Qin Sheng carefully admired the small cake they baked, this cake was in good condition, and the two of them had also put in a lot of effort, and their eyes were slightly rosy.

"Taste it."

Qin Sheng dug a spoonful of cake and put it in her mouth, an unknown taste made her tears that she was moved to come out of immediately hold back again, these two fools probably put salt as sugar.

She glanced at Song Qing'an's expectant eyes very embarrassed, swallowed the cake, and nodded with a smile, "It's delicious." ”

The smile on Song Qing'an's face pushed the cake a little closer to Qin Sheng, "After eating all the delicious food, you didn't eat at noon." ”

Qin Sheng swallowed his saliva, and began to doubt that he would have to drink an unknown amount of water if he finished eating this cake, and his thoughts wavered.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious? Song Qing'an saw that Qin Sheng didn't take the second bite for a long time, and asked very suspiciously.

Seeing that the expectation in Song Qing'an's eyes disappeared in an instant, Qin Sheng hurriedly dug up a large mouthful of cake and put it in his mouth, and nodded vigorously, "It's delicious, you are not allowed to rob it from me." ”

The smile on Song Qing'an's face reappeared, and he said with great relief, "If it's delicious, eat more, I won't rob you." ”

"Good ......" Qin Sheng said vaguely, his throat was instantly surrounded by a salty taste, and Qin Sheng felt that he needed a glass of water at this time.

"You pour me a glass of water, I'm choking a little on it."

Song Qingan smiled helplessly, got up and went to pour water for Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took out a bottle of juice from the space, with the salt level of the two of them, I'm afraid that a glass of water would not be enough to alleviate it.

Qin Sheng didn't want them to be hurt, so he had to endure it and eat all the cakes himself.

"Here comes the water." Song Qing'an put the water in front of Qin Sheng, and saw that the cake had been eaten by Qin Sheng, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Finished eating it so quickly?" ”

Qin Sheng took a big sip of water and nodded vigorously.

"If it's delicious, I'll make it for you next time." Song Qing'an said to her lightly, thinking that Qin Sheng ate so quickly, she was indescribably happy in her heart.

"No need!" Qin Sheng subconsciously refused when he thought of the salt-flavored cake again, but explained again, "It's too hard to make a cake, so I don't need to trouble you." ”

Song Qingan thought about it, so he didn't continue to mention it.

"It's time to eat."

Lu Shenshen knocked on Qin Sheng's door, Song Qing'an glanced at Qin Sheng, and saw Qin Sheng nodding before saying hello to Lu Shenshen.

"Stir-fried beef with celery, stir-fried three shreds, West Lake beef soup, try it."

Song Qing'an saw that it was all his favorite dishes, and hurriedly took a bowl and filled himself with a bowl of West Lake beef soup.

By the way, he also served a bowl to Qin Sheng.

Song Qing'an tasted a bite of West Lake beef soup, the taste was really indescribable, pursed his mouth, and said in disgust, "Lu Shenshen, how is your West Lake beef soup sweet?" ”

"Sweet? It shouldn't be. Lu Shenshen hurriedly filled himself a bowl as well, and tasted a big mouthful, and it was really what Song Qing'an said was sweet.

He remembered that he was taking salt, huh? How did it turn into sugar?

After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Shen reflected it.

"Where did you get your sugar this afternoon?" Lu Shenshen asked directly to Song Qing'an, who was still disgusted.

"Next to the stove." Song Qingan disagreed.

Lu Shenshen patted his head very speechlessly, he finally understood why this West Lake beef soup was sweet.

When making the cake together, Song Qing'an ran out of salt, and went to the cupboard to fill the bottle with sugar.

"What about the cake?" Lu Shenshen hurriedly asked anxiously.

"Qin Sheng has eaten it all." Song Qing'an continued to reply, what is going on with this Lu Shenshen, how is he babbling.

Not very understandable.

Lu Shen thought of the bottle of salt put in the cake, and looked at Qin Sheng with some embarrassment, "Have you eaten all the small cakes made of salt?" ”

"Yes......" Song Qingan didn't listen carefully to what Lu Shenshen said, and Qin Sheng replied, only after he finished reacting to what Lu Shenshen said just now.

"The cake is made of salt?" Song Qing'an recalled Qin Sheng's expression at that time, and then gradually reacted.

"That's right." Lu Shen nodded, and gave Qin Sheng a thumbs up in his heart.

It's true love, and I ate all the cakes made of salt directly.

It's knocked again.