I can now fully understand Lin Feifei's anger, this is not a piece of tiramisu at all.

Lin Feifei now has reason to suspect that my mother did it on purpose.

Of course, I can't let her suffer this grievance, but I can't ask my mother Xingshi for guilt.

I was caught in the middle by them, like Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, not a person inside and out.

Miserable.

But I can't do nothing yet, or it will only exacerbate the conflict between them.

I couldn't get sleepy, so I got up and walked into the kitchen.

I'm a light sleeper, and I have a little mood swing before going to bed, so I can't sleep tonight.

Moonlight shines through the half-open windows and onto the kitchen tiles, casting a faint layer of silver sand over this small space.

I opened the fridge and luckily I made tiramisu once during the live cooking day the other day, and the remaining ingredients were enough to make once....

I hope Lin Feifei can calm her anger when she sees me working overtime.

In the dim light, I opened the fridge and took out eggs, sugar, coffee, mascarpone cheese.

I tried to be as careful as I could, and every movement was extremely gentle, for fear of breaking the peace of the night.

The faint aroma of coffee, with its sweet and creamy notes, quickly spreads in the kitchen.

It was pitch black outside the window, and only the warm kitchen light illuminated the small space.

I'm busy in the light, my hands stirring the sticky filling, and the kitchen seems to be the only lively place in this quiet world at night.

The night faded away from the noise of the day, and when I recalled the day of war, I suddenly felt that only this time belonged to me.

During the day, I tried to play different roles, and only now is the time when I really belong to myself.

It is said that tiramisu means "take me away", and in this silent night, I felt as if I had temporarily escaped from the hustle and bustle of reality.

The lights of the city twinkled in the distance, like stars descending on the earth, and at one o'clock in the morning, I put my prepared tiramisu in the refrigerator and when I woke up the next day, I sprinkled it with cocoa powder and it was done.

I scrambled into bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, I was woken up by the sound of Lin Feifei getting up.

When I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw a smooth jade back.

If I had before, I would have "climbed the peak", but since she was still angry, I withdrew my outstretched hand.

"I'm going to train today?" I asked softly.

"Hmm." Lin Feifei's response was only faint.

I hesitated, and then embraced her from behind, "Are you still angry with me?"

"Nope." Lin Feifei didn't struggle and started to wear pants.

I breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of my mouth slightly raised, "It's good not to be angry."

"It's really not angry anymore, but now it's angry."

Lin Feifei turned her head and glanced at me.

I laughed dumbly, "Why did you escalate after a night?"

Her delicate eyebrows glowed with a little anger, and she patted me, "Take your hands away, I'm going out."

I sighed and followed her out, but she went to the bathroom while I went straight to the kitchen.

Opening the fridge, I took the refrigerated tiramisu out of it, then picked up a small sieve, shook it gently, and the delicate cocoa powder fell on the freshly made tiramisu.

This thin layer of cocoa powder on top of tiramisu, like fallen leaves in early spring, gently covers the dessert.

I finished sprinkling the cocoa powder, picked up the tiramisu, put it under my nose and smelled it.

The rich milky aroma, coffee aroma and the slight bitterness of cocoa powder are intertwined, which is intoxicating.

Succeed with flying colors!

I walked into the bedroom with tiramisu and placed it on Lin Feifei's bedside table.

Then, I just waited for her screams of surprise.

I watched her emerge from the bathroom and into the bedroom.

After a while, she suddenly called out to me, "Yu Bin, come in."

Her voice seemed to be deliberately tense, and her low voice couldn't hide the joy in her heart.

I glanced at my parents, who were having breakfast, and walked into the bedroom with a big grin.

"What's wrong?" I asked knowingly.

Lin Feifei hung the door with her backhand, her face bloomed with surprise, and the corners of her mouth rose, forming a sweet arc.

"This tiramisu...... You ordered it for me last night?"

「……」

The corners of my raised mouth suddenly froze, and I held my forehead and smiled bitterly:

"What do you mean I ordered? I did it last night."

Lin Feifei was stunned, her eyes were like two shining stars, and the surprise seemed to flow out of her eyes and overflow her entire cheeks.

I couldn't help but scratch her nose lightly and smiled:

"You're not depressed now, are you?"

Lin Feifei nodded desperately, "Well, for your sake, it's not easy for you to coax me, forget it before!"

She paused, her face a little apologetic, and said in a low voice,

"Husband, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you yesterday."

As usual, I rubbed her hair and smiled:

"Knowing your mistakes can improve a lot, and I'm glad you can recognize your mistakes, so I won't pursue them anymore."

Lin Feifei tapped my head lightly, "Hold you accountable!"

She said so, but the smile on the corner of her mouth still accidentally betrayed her heart....

In fact, what she cares about is not a piece of tiramisu, but the meaning behind it.

Lin Feifei turned her anger into joy, and it was not in vain that I stayed up late to burst my liver.

As soon as she went out happily, my mother came over, her face as complicated as a thick oil painting.

"You jingle in the kitchen last night to make food for Fei Fei?"

"Yes, Tiramisu." I corrected.

My mom pouted, disapproving, "Isn't it just gluttony? Still tiramisu? Is that worth it when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

I turned my head and looked at her old man.

She still had the same disapproving expression, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if to laugh at my childishness.

I nodded heavily, "yes, it's worth it."

My mom shook her head, "You! Like your father, he will be a master who is afraid of his daughter-in-law in the future!"

Is that scared?

That's called love!

I looked at her still the same expression and sighed deeply.

There is no need to argue about the different concepts of the two generations, I have always imagined the days when the family would be happy together, and now it seems that only distance can produce beauty.

Looking at my mother's sad face, I restrained my desire to refute and smiled faintly:

"Yes, I'm just afraid of my daughter-in-law, and I'm very afraid!"

"You ......"

Just be yourself, and there's no need to argue with others.

My mother had a sad look on her face, and I said lightly:

"Mom, I just have one thing to tell you."

"Huh? You say."

"In the future, as long as I buy something for Fei Fei, I am not allowed to give it to others."