Chapter 1705

I always think that today's her seven seems to be different, but I can't tell what's different. Feng Yizheng's eyes swept over the dinner plate and fell on her bright face:

"this is a night snack? Coffee in the evening? " I'm not afraid I can't sleep!

Besides, the cake is also filled with cream. It looks like a very fat food. Although she occasionally bakes some cakes at night, most of them are light steamed cakes. It's good to bring a few egg tarts occasionally. Even if she does it occasionally, it's obvious that she is very disciplined and pays attention to her figure.

In the evening, Feng Yizheng was surprised to eat so many main foods, such as noodles and meat, or cakes that are partial to main foods. What's the matter? Do you want to indulge yourself after two days of illness?

"All of a sudden, I want to drink it and cook it! This is the tiramisu cake I specially made for you. It's better to refrigerate it for several hours to get the best taste, but... "

Can't wait!

There is a very warm story about the origin of tiramisu. It is said that during the Second World War, an Italian soldier was going to fight, but there was nothing left in his family. His wife, in order to prepare dry food for him, made all the biscuits and bread that could be eaten in his family into a cake, which was called tiramisu. Every time the soldier eats tiramisu in the battlefield, he will think of his home and the people he loves in the center of his home. Tiramisu, in Italian, has the meaning of "take me away" and "remember me". It takes not only delicious food, but also love and happiness!

Although she doesn't make the most authentic tiramisu, it's also tiramisu's cake.

The reason why she chose such a pastry was that she thought it was very similar to her mood at this time: to leave, but love not give up, the future is unpredictable, but hope he ate tiramisu, can remember this night, remember her, no matter what kind of mood.

After a meal, she went on: "but - want to eat now! For the sake of my hard work, just accompany me to eat some! "

Jiqianyu takes a piece of cut cake to him and puts a small spoon aside.

There are two drinks on the dinner plate. One is pure black coffee, no milk or sugar. It's Feng Yiting's favorite before. Now he drinks it when he works overtime or occasionally remembers it. When he's with her, he's used to add milk and sugar like her from time to time, but he drinks less pure black. The other is cappuccino, which jiqianyu drinks more often. On this day, coffee is pulled The milk flowers are two intertwined hearts, which are very delicate.

As soon as Ji Qianyu's hand was withdrawn, he saw that Feng Yizheng had already taken up cappuccino and wanted to put it on her side. Before the cup fell to the ground, Ji Qianyu stopped it, dragged it and pushed it to his side:

"today we're going to have another drink! I want to taste your bitterness, you want to enjoy the sweetness that I love, and we will share the joys and sorrows, right

Once again, Feng Yizheng was shocked: is this black coffee for her? She's going to drink it and it's a big night?

She has not always been bitter. Every time he drinks, she says that he should do a lot of ideological work. At last, even Feng Yimo often uses it as an excuse. Today, everything has changed.

He was stunned. Ji Qianyu had put the coffee in his hand, put away the tray, and put a delicate tiramisu cake in front of both of them. The drinks were different, but they were also unique. They were put together. One cup was black, and the other reflected two hearts. It was like her heart had entered his cup, with the same flavor.

In fact, jiqianyu likes to drink ordinary coffee, cappuccino is just an occasional adjustment, but on this day, she is very fond of it, and the cup specially matched is also because of its aesthetic implication.

Cappuccino, bitter and sweet, is consistent.

Cappuccino, there are many secret words, representing "I love you", and the meaning of "feeling life, sweet in bitterness, joy in bitterness". Most importantly, it also indicates the unchanging waiting: waiting, that is, waiting with bitterness in sweetness, with loyalty in your heart, always unchanging!

Some words can't be said directly, some bitterness (like this cup of coffee this night), she can bear it alone. With the combination of tiramisu and cappuccino, jiqianyu feels that she can express her feelings most invisibly, so she specially prepared this for him.

Laughing all the way, she picked up her coffee and took a sip: "I really want to drink it today. It's really a different enjoyment!"

Put down the cup, fork a little cake, jiqianyu takes the initiative to send it to Yiting's lips: "I made it by myself. If you don't like it, you have to eat it. You can't waste it!"

Although he didn't like dessert, but this day, she didn't reduce the proportion of sugar, the taste of sweetness. Maybe she could only stay between the lips and teeth in the future.

If it can last for a long time, she is willing to lose her teeth.

He shook his head, opened his mouth, and seal Yiting answered: "Naughty! Bossy! "

While eating, Feng Yizheng raised his hand and scratched it on her nose. Compared with her previous cooking skills, the snacks she made were more than one and a half stars exquisite.

In fact, after a long time together, he probably understood why he was in such a state, because he used fire for cooking and cooking, and oven for pastry and so on! When she was a child, she was almost burned by fire and oil. Although it was not serious, it did leave some shadows. So jiqianyu was obviously afraid of using open fire sometimes, not to mention the combination of the two.

People heat the oil for cooking. She heats the oil for hot oil. When the oil is hot, she still has to wait until the oil is cold and doesn't splash out. Then she fires to put the dishes. It's strange that the fried dishes are delicious. Of course, it's not difficult to swallow every time. Although it's not delicious, the entrance is still OK, and there are often times when it's super popular. For example, tonight, her Braised pork is quite good, though the heat is a little bit high.

After a little fork, Feng Yiting fed her some again, and then took a drink with cappuccino, and couldn't help shaking his head: "well, sweet! No wonder you often shout about losing weight! "

How much sugar did she put in?

"Hee hee ～"

smiled, but Ji Qianyu stuffed another bite of cake for him: "it will not be reduced in the future, because I suddenly thought of a better way --"

"hmm?"

Feng Yizheng's eyebrows were curiously raised, and a mouthful of soft and waxy cake was stuffed into his mouth. Suddenly, he realized that he understood: understand, this is to feed him fat and let him grow horizontally?

As expected, the next second, I saw Ji Qianyu's gestures and said with a smile, "as long as you are always so much fatter and wider than me, I don't need to reduce it!"

"You don't have to reduce, even if you weigh so much more than me, I will not abandon you! I love you

There may have been some reasons for his appearance, but now Feng Yiting believes that what he loves more is the beautiful soul under the body. Maybe he fell in love with the silly woman who knows the danger but still ignores herself and fights for the love moths when she rushed out to block Wen Wuxin and shouted at him with her thin shoulder!

This kind of true feeling is really valuable in this impetuous world of flesh and blood even cannibalism!

"Hee hee ～"

smile, but Ji Qianyu has an impulse to cry.

Later, they blocked their mouths with cakes. At last, they ate half of each cake, and coffee and cappuccino were both the second half, but one was full of bitterness and the other was just about to melt the whole heart.

He got up and danced around. Ji Qianyu was kissed and pushed into the bathroom. Both inside and outside struggled for a long time. Finally, he fell asleep first.

Looking straight at the man with his eyes closed, his soft fingertips touching the carved resolute face, jiqianyu's tears finally rolled down:

"one day, I'm sorry" ～ "

this night, jiqianyu lay down in front of him and looked up at him. As soon as it was dark and there was movement downstairs, she climbed up He got up, fell the last kiss on his lips, and reluctantly covered the quilt for him. As usual, he went out with a small bag.

On this day, when Feng Yizheng opened his eyes, it was past ten o'clock. His head was still obviously heavy, and he could not help grinning:

What's the matter? Was it too tired last night? Why overslept?

I was not so tired when I was indulgent? What's more, last night he was obviously restrained and felt OK!

Touched the mobile phone and looked at it. He didn't hear a lot of missed calls, which made him sleepy?

All kinds of beautiful pictures in my mind passed by, laughing and laughing. My thick fingers and belly were unconsciously attached to my lips: "ha ha ~" this little goblin!

When he got up, he looked at Ji Qianyu's message casually, and then he saw Ji Qianyu's message:

[honey, if you want to leave a small door, close it for two days, don't worry about me, if you can't get in touch with a group of people, don't worry about me, don't think about me, you must be busy.]

she also attached a "naughty" expression with "crying" 。

Looking, he didn't think of other places at all. Feng Yizheng couldn't help laughing and muttering to himself: "no wonder he was so enthusiastic last night. He was going out for two days."

shook his head, buttoned up his cell phone, and Feng Yizheng went into the bathroom and took a cold bath. It seemed that his mind was clear for a moment. Although he only delayed the whole morning, he missed an important meeting Argumentative, so he still has a lot of things in the backlog. When he went to the company, he was busy all the time. Then he took part in two activities. Thinking that Qianyu was not in these two days, he didn't even return home. He went to deal with all kinds of social activities directly. Thinking that the work at hand was a little less, he could spend more time with her.

That day, after meeting the customers in the club and leaving the door, he couldn't help turning over his mobile phone again: how or not to reply?