When Nan Shiyu came out of the company, her legs were floating.

The cherry red lips are swollen and gorgeous, and they have been kissed fiercely at first glance.

She tugged at the corners of her aching lips, and as soon as she got into the car, she took out a mask in her bag and put it on.

The first time Cheng Nian'an saw his best friend in the afternoon, his eyes were fixed on her still swollen lips.

There was gossip in her eyes, "What are you doing in the president's office?" ”

Nan Shiyu's eyes fluttered, "What, what's the matter?" What else can you do besides eat? ”

Cheng Nian'an hooked his lips intriguingly, approached, and lowered his voice, "I didn't ask anything else, what are you lacking in?" ”

"Who has a weak heart!"

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Another two days have passed, Nan Shiyu has been very proficient in the process of making cakes, and after handing the last dog food cake to the third junior high school, she is ready to start making cakes for people to eat.

Jiang Jingyu doesn't like to be too sweet, Nan Shiyu deliberately controls the amount of sugar, from the sweetness at the beginning, to the slight sweetness later.

This kind of cream cake that people eat, it's not good for dogs to eat too much, and some of the edible cream cakes that Nan Shiyu practiced were taken away by Cheng Nian'an to be eliminated, and some were sent to Nan Yuheng.

The beautiful name is said: let the elder brother enjoy the love of the younger sister.

Soon, as soon as the cake was delivered to Nan Yuheng, his call came in.

Nan Yuheng's always calm voice, looking at the cake in front of him that was really difficult to agree with, he asked indescribably:

"Nan Zhizhi, you can also make cakes?"

Nan Shiyu asked lazily: "Why not?" ”

"You can keep scourging ingredients in order to chase your wife, what's wrong with me making a cake for my husband's birthday?"

Nan Yuheng: "......"

In the president's office, he couldn't help but poke the pitted cake with the spoon that Nan Shiyu thoughtfully attached.

"Are you sure...... Can you eat this thing? ”

"What is this brother said, of course you can eat it." She gave him Nan Yuheng's words not long ago:

"If it weren't for the fact that you are my only brother, I wouldn't have been able to experience the cake tasting I made."

Nan Yuheng grasps the key point: cake ...... Taste?

Before hanging up the phone, Nan Shiyu did not forget to leave the next sentence:

"Brother, you must try it, I think I was the first and only one willing to try your dark dishes, as a brother and sister, the brother and sister must do 'help each other'."

Nan Yuheng: "......"

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Jiang Jingyu's birthday is August 21.

On August 20, after making the last cream cake and looking at the finished product, Nan Shiyu wiped off a little cream from her fingertips with satisfaction, and looked at Cheng Nian'an as if she was boasting.

"How? Looks good, right? ”

Cheng Nianan praised, "Don't say it, it's really good, unexpected." ”

Judging from Nan Shiyu's craftsmanship on the afternoon of the first day, Cheng Nianan thought that it would be very good if she could make a layer of cake five or six inches large.

Unexpectedly, after more than a week of perseverance and assault practice, her best friend, a chef killer, really made a three-layer cake decently, and even the decorations on it were very exquisite.

It's really a bit of a show.

"That's it? Or do it again tomorrow? ”

Nan Shiyu looked at the patterns on the cake, thought for a while, and said:

"Let's do it again tomorrow, I plan to get a few words on it, and Jiang Jingyu won't be back until tomorrow in the afternoon." It's completely timely.

"Okay." Cheng Nianan asked curiously: "What words do you want to get?" ”

Nan Shiyu's eyes were slightly raised, and her eyes were shining, "The word confession." ”

Cheng Nian'an: "? ”

Before she could speak, Nan Shiyu pulled her to the hall outside.

I fumbled through a small drawer next to the coffee table, and soon found a few pieces of scratch paper with various words written on them.

"Because the area of the cake is limited, and it is framed with cream, so when designing, I thought of several schemes, and after thinking about it, on the whole, this one style is the best."

Cheng Nianan came over to take a look.

Nan Shiyu mainly wanted to write the words 'I like you'.

A few pieces of scratch paper are spread out on the table, and it is clear how much effort the parties have put into designing the style of these words.

After a cursory sweep, she looked carefully at the piece of paper that her best friend had chosen.

Due to the comprehensive factors of considering the area of the cake and the design to be good-looking, Nan Shiyu replaced the "joy" of "like" with a small heart.

And 'Huan' is set in traditional Chinese.

Combined with the combination of the words 'me' and 'you', at first glance, it is indeed very good.

"The design is very good, but the traditional Chinese of 'Huan' is not very easy to write, you should pay attention to one point when you write."

After setting all the details, Nan Shiyu arranged for someone to send the paintings and other gifts she prepared from the Nanjia villa, and finished all of them, Cheng Nianan asked when he left:

"Do you need me over tomorrow?"

"Come on." Nan Shiyu said: "Make a cake tomorrow morning, if you don't come, I am easy to make mistakes alone." ”

Okay, too.

Cheng Nianan thought that tomorrow she would accompany Nan Shiyu to finish making the cake, help her finish the scene, and then leave when Jiang Jingyu was almost back, so as not to delay the world of their husband and wife.

It's just that......

When there is no external threat, the dog that helps the owner a lot often becomes the most uncontrollable 'threat'.

In the past two or three days, Nan Shiyu has been practicing making cream cakes for people, and she didn't make dog food cakes for the third year of junior high school, but a certain Labrador who has been used to eating dog food cakes for several days has not been fed by her favorite owner for several days, and the stupid dog squatted beside the fountain on the road outside the hall and was depressed.

When Cheng Nianan left, he saw this drama spirit dog full of drama, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Jiang Jingyu's dog, what does it want to do? What do you mean? ”