Chapter 211

The rain came into the kitchen, "I'll come."

Without saying hello, she went to the counter and was ready to help him fold the dishes.

Mu Beicheng looked up at the rain, his eyes were heavy, warm and light, and there was no superfluous emotion on his face. He faintly refused, "no, I can."

The rain saw him insist, so he made a small concession, "you prepare the ingredients, I'll fry it!"

In fact, she mainly thinks about her son's stomach.

Mu Beicheng looked at her and kept a secret in her deep eyes.

"Dad, I want to eat cake!"

Suddenly, the childish voice of his son broke into the deadlock between them.

The two men looked at their son at the same time.

Xiao Ranran stood at the kitchen door with his back and looked at his parents. "I want to eat the cake you two made together, OK?"

The little guy blinked a pair of expectant eyes and looked at them.

"Honey, Mommy will take you to the cake room to cook for you tomorrow, okay? Now your father may not have food here“

Yuluo thought it was time for dinner, so she planned to discuss it with her son.

"Yes! We have everything here“

Chen Ma didn't know when she came into the kitchen and quickly took out the ingredients at home one by one.

Flour, cream, eggs and so on

It's really everything.

"Hey, I've prepared all these things when the young master comes, but I haven't done them before, and I don't dare to do them for the young master. No, the ingredients haven't been moved yet!"

There is always a feeling when the rain falls. All this is a little like what Chen Ma and her son calculated.

It's just, what else can she say?

Thinking of those sad words in her son's phone, does she have the heart to refuse to be a mother?

Turn your head and look at the man around you.

"Can you...?"

The man shook his head and was very honest.

The rain spread out and looked innocently at his son.

"But I can try."

Mu Beicheng waved the mobile phone in his hand.

No, he can learn. What's more, she can. Can she teach?

The rain fell and looked back at him.

"Thank you, Dad!!"

However, he shouted excitedly, took Chen's mother's hand and went out of the kitchen.

For a time, only yuluo and Mu Beicheng were left in the kitchen.

The atmosphere became a little awkward again.

Mu Beicheng bowed his head, seriously searched the Internet for cake making methods, and asked yuluo, "what kind of cake does he usually like to eat?"

Yuluo shook his head and looked at the ingredients on the cupboard and said, "he doesn't like sweets on weekdays. It's really strange that he suddenly said he wants to eat cake today."

Finally, she concluded, "this boy, there's a plan!"

Mu Beicheng stood with his back to her. Hearing her words, he only lightly raised his eyebrows. "Did you use your conspiracy theory on a seven-year-old child?"

"He is my son. I know him best."

The rain is sure to fall.

Mu Beicheng said, "he is also my son."

"……"

Yuluo found that Mu Beicheng was announcing his ownership of his son at any time.

"OK, let's make apricot honey cake! You cook and I make cakes“

The rain picked up the ingredients inside and distributed them in an orderly manner.

"Do it together."

Unexpectedly, Mu Beicheng asked.

He looked back at the rain, and the rain also looked back at him, puzzled.

"Ran Ran's request," he said

Light explanation, expressionless.

Yuluo doesn't want to do it with him. In fact, what she thinks is that if he can't cook, at least the cake can satisfy her son's hunger, but if they all want to do it together, she may not have that confidence.

However, he said everything and refused. It seemed that he was really hypocritical.

I think it's just making a cake together. It's not doing anything else. She seems to have gone too far.

"OK, let's go together."

The rain nodded.

Divide the apricot breast in front of you to the man next to you, "you wash it first and cut it into small pieces."

Mu Beicheng didn't say anything. He took it, threw it into the sink and cleaned it carefully.

Yuluo is responsible for making trouble with the egg white. She is very skilled. She separates the egg yolk and egg white. While pounding the egg white, she watches Mu Beicheng carefully cut the apricot breast.

Compared with her familiarity, Mu Beicheng's action of holding a knife is much rusty.

Maybe it's because I haven't been in the kitchen for a long time.

"Be careful not to cut your hand."

The rain reminded him.

But I didn't want to. As soon as the voice fell, I saw the sharp blade quickly across Mu Beicheng's fingers, and the scarlet blood trickled out of his fingers in an instant.

Mu Beicheng frowned.

"Bad!!"

The rain whispered and quickly put the egg beater in his hand. Without thinking about it, he caught Mu Beicheng's injured finger and put it into his mouth. He asked him vaguely, "does it hurt?"

Mu Beicheng's dark eyes were deeply trapped for a few minutes, staring at the rain and darkening the color.

Her fingers were licked by her hot and humid clove tongue. The heat seemed to spread all the way from his wound to the bottom of his heart and burned directly on the tip of his heart.

Eyes, staring at her, more hot temperature.

When Mu Beicheng saw the rain falling, he suddenly calmed down and came back. He was surprised. His cheeks were crimson. He quickly took his hand out of his mouth, "that... That, forget, you... You're a doctor... You can handle it yourself."

Just now she was so nervous that she suddenly forgot their current relationship!!

Su yuluo, you are so... Ashamed!!

Mu Beicheng took a panoramic view of her embarrassment, but he didn't say anything more. He didn't even have a superfluous expression, so he directly... Put his wet fingers into his thin lips.

"……"

When the rain fell, I felt my head buzzing.

The heart is pounding badly.

His cheeks were dry and red, as if they were about to burn.

She quickly bowed her head and stirred the eggs seriously. She was out of sight, out of sight

But her hand with the egg beater had betrayed her panic. That hand was shaking badly.

The rain fell and saw that he was still holding his fingers and preparing to cut apricots with one hand. Finally, he couldn't help raising his head and said to him, "I'll cut it. Go and wrap your fingers first."

"It's just two drops of blood. Am I so fragile?"

Mu Beicheng ignored her.

"I'll cut it."

Yuluo wanted to get his knife, but he caught it with one hand. He lowered his eyebrows and stared at yuluo, "don't move, go with the flour!"

Her hand is shaking like that. It's a miracle that she can't cut her hand with a knife!

"All right."

The rain couldn't beat him.

It's nothing else. It's mainly his sharp eyes staring at her. She just looks at it, and her heart is so nervous that she doesn't dare to disobey his orders.

After the rain stirred up the egg white, I had to go with the noodles.

It's not too difficult to mix noodles. It took only 15 minutes to complete all the processes. After adding the mixed flour to preserved apricot and honey, it was sent to the oven for 50 minutes.

During this period, they divided the work and prepared the food. When everything was ready, the oven tinkled, and it was time.

As soon as the oven was opened, a strong fragrance came, and the rain was a little excited, "it should be good!"

Mu Beicheng put on his insulating gloves and took the cake out of the oven.

The golden cake, bright and oily, is also suffused with a pleasant milk fragrance. It's good to sell the photos and fragrance alone. I believe the taste should be no worse.

The rain fell and reached out to pinch a piece to taste it.

"Hot!!"

Mu Beicheng responded in time. He quickly grabbed yuluo's hand, clasped it in his palm, and gathered his sword eyebrows. "How dare you be so rash."

Rain fell and was scolded by him. He was wronged and spit out, "I just want to taste it."

Mu Beicheng loosened her hand, took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to yuluo, "clip the one on the side of the base. The one over there is cooler."

"Oh, good..."

The rain fell on the edge of the clip and blew. Then he carefully put it into his mouth, "it smells good... It tastes good!"

As she ate, she vaguely praised, "do you want it? I'll give you some“

She said, then picked a small piece on the side and blew a few mouthfuls, which was sent to Mu Beicheng's mouth, "it's really good!"

Mu Beicheng opened his mouth, took a few bites, swallowed, and didn't comment.

"Make some more cream flowers and it'll be perfect!"

When the rain fell, he put down his chopsticks and clapped his hands. He was a little excited, "let me milking oil!"

However, Mu Beicheng had already prepared the cream and the flower mounting bag, was standing in front of the cake, his tall body bent slightly, and began to milking the oil flowers seriously.

Yuluo has some special interest in squeezing flowers. Seeing that her work was robbed, she hurriedly gathered together and said, "two people change, one for you and one for me..."

She's still like a child.

Mu Beicheng just glanced at her, ignored her and continued to work.

One finished, one after another, another

The shape looks better one by one.

The rain that promised to squeeze the flowers fell, but I didn't know when I was lying on the other end of the cupboard. I was bored and played with eggs.

I don't know where she found a marker. I saw her with that pen painting on the off white egg.

While Mu Beicheng was busy squeezing flowers, suddenly an egg rolled towards him.

He lifted the curtain and looked up at her half a meter away. Then he picked up the egg that she had painted beyond recognition.

An angry face was painted on a small egg.

Below his angry face, there was a line of words: "I want to squeeze flowers!!!"

With five exclamation marks.

Mu Beicheng's always tight mouth couldn't help raising a half arc, but he ignored the egg and continued to squeeze the flowers, but he didn't forget to criticize her, "the painting style is ugly enough!"

"Can't you be a gentleman?"

The rain finally couldn't help it. He glanced at him with resentment.

Mu Beicheng's movements on his hands were very meticulous. He said faintly, "tell the truth."

Finally, he got up and handed the flower mounting bag to yuluo. "Squeeze it well, don't ruin my cake."

The rain quickly put down his pen, happily took over the flower mounting bag, confidently raised his head, "I must do better than you."

Mu Beicheng raised his eyebrows and said, "try it!"

"Just try!"

The rain falls to accept the challenge.

This job is very new because it doesn't rain very much, but even inexperienced people like Mu Beicheng can do it so well. It must not be difficult for themselves.

However, she obviously underestimated the difficulty of the job and overestimated her ability.

Mu Beicheng stood at this end of the cupboard, learning to rain, holding a marker and eggs, and buried himself in drawing something at this end.

I heard the rain falling and sighing in a low voice, "Oh, it's too difficult..."

She scratched her hair impatiently, "it's broken again..."

"It doesn't look good..."

"Ugly..."

Mu Beicheng finally couldn't listen. He frowned, "be patient."

The rain fell a little depressed and said, "I'm patient enough!"