Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Ji Nuan originally thought that Mo Jingshen would take her out to do today, but it turned out that he really ordered a cake making workshop in advance, and all the staff inside were resting today, leaving only one very famous in Argentina Dessert chef to help.

She had promised to take her to make a cake. After all, she was not awake at the time, so she never remembered it again.

As a result, he always remembered it, even already arranged in advance.

Although Ji Nuan can cook, she really ca n’t make the cakes, but she remembers that Mo Jingshen once made more than twenty cakes for her overnight, and each one looked beautiful and she tasted a little It was delicious, although many of those cakes were ruined by her.

So in the end, what else is this man can't, and what else is rare to keep him?

Ji Nuan was standing in the production room, wearing a apron and clothes prepared for her by the dessert chef, pink, and a hat. After wearing it, Ji Nuan could see the reflection inside by passing by the window. The lively feeling of a waitress in a pink dessert shop is quite grounded.

On the contrary, Mo Jingshen did not change his clothes, white shirts and light-colored trousers. When he passed this street just now, many exotic young girls could not help but secretly sting him.

The man was wearing a white, clean, clean and handsome look completely different from a man who was almost thirty years old, so so inviting, Ji Nuan kept standing in front of him to block his face. Stay in sight of those women.

Now seeing the man standing in the production room to help her get the cake germs, looking at the shirt sleeves and the sturdy arms that the man pulled up, she nodded again and saw something quiet outside. Those young girls lying on the transparent window ...

Somehow jealous.

Wherever I go, my husband is so high-profile that I can't hide it anymore. He still wears a prince like a loose horse.

Alas, it's a thirty-year-old old prince.

He's attracting a lot of attention. Ji Nuan is now dressed like this. Those women who are constantly watching the outside look at him. It is estimated that he is the owner of this dessert shop or a distinguished guest, and she is just talking to her. The waiter in the dessert shop who traveled all the way was his own, and now dressed like this, they even confirmed their thoughts, and did not even glance at her, all looked like a wolf and tiger and looked handsome and handsome inside. Men who make desserts again.

However, people are just looking outside. When she was at school, she and Xia Tian also voyeurized men who were good-looking seniors. This kind of look didn't break the law, but Ji Nuan was already jealous. She simply turned around with the cream that had just been made and walked back into the studio, which was also separated by a layer of clear glass.

I'm focusing on helping Ji Nuan to make the cake embryo's ink depth of field. I don't think it seems right.

There seems to be a more **** behind him, except for a few days ago, when he was cooking, he would hug him while he was cooking, usually he would n’t wander around behind him at this time. Behind him, like a piece of sesame on the sugar cake, he turned to go to the oven, and she followed, she went wherever he went, and his eyes shone brightly every time. When he turned his head, he exerted his best efforts to attract his attention, as if he could not wait for the stars in the sky to press her eyes, so that he would not notice the group of people who were watching him outside.

Mo Jingshen took the color cream and chocolate from the dessert chef.

Ji Nuan stood next to him, watching him intently, not looking at the cake or learning to cook, but only watching him.

Mo Jingshen returned to the production desk.

Ji Nuan was tired. Because he was still half a patient in the recovery period, he moved a stool and sat opposite him. At the same time, he took a few bites of the extra cake embryo that was cut off next to him. It was sweet. The cut off part tasted perfect, not to mention the unfinished half-finished product in front of him.

The girls who watched outside probably found that there was a relationship between Ji Nuan and the handsome man in it. After all, she was so entangled and sticky. The men did not have any impatience, and they even asked the dessert chef to prepare some delicious dishes. Give her food in front of her, lest she be hungry or bored. Although she looks like a waiter, she looks different now.

It wasn't until the man saw that the cream that he had inadvertently applied directly to Ji Nuan's nose, and the women outside finally understood it, leaving with a sad face.

Ji Nuan raised his hand and wiped off the cream on his nose, then sat with one hand on his face and continued to watch him.

In fact, she didn't know what kind of man Mo Jingshen belonged to.

It can even be said that she doesn't even understand which type of husband Mo Jing belongs to.

She has seen him wearing a suit in the company when meeting with elites at home and abroad to entertain, sometimes it is indifferent and impersonal, and it is so popular that it is impossible to predict what his next decision will be, sometimes He also talks and laughs with people he rarely admires, but with a clear expression hiding a distance that is also near and far, he never associates with others, and is a calm and easy-going superior.

She has also seen him put on a comfortable shirt or home clothes, a slender figure and a clean and moist atmosphere, always fresh and refreshing. The fine black hair is above the gentle eyebrows. When looking at her, he never looks in his eyes Will hide the warmth, often making her irresistible.

She has even seen him look decisive in Cambodia, and he has seen the silence, forbearance, and black belly that fits inside and outside the XI base for many days without food. He has seen his deterrence when he holds a gun. Almost one shot that he had lost his mind because she was almost defiled by the Cambodians, saw him, and saw many faces of him ...

Mo Jingshen seems to be affected by the identity of Mo's parents and grandchildren, or perhaps because of responsibilities and family constraints. He can always control his identity and emotions very well.

He seemed to have lost his mind in his memory, but the only few times he seemed to have been related to her.

Ji Nuan did not eat what the dessert chef had sent her, but was always eating the leftovers of those cake embryos cut from the ink depth of field.

After all, this was what he did, and even if it was the extra pieces that had been cut off, she was not willing to throw them away.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her contentedly sitting there eating cake embryos, sighing.

Say what birthday is coming to make cakes together and learn to make cakes.

He made her almost the same.

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(Three more, good night ~)