Chapter 493： homemade puff pastry

Chapter 493 Homemade cheese

Every step is taught to Chu Heng.

I didn't expect Chu Heng to understand it as soon as he heard it, and his movements were very standard, without any mistakes.

Mr. Hu was also surprised. You know, there are very few men who are so good at cooking.

Especially for scholars.

Because of this, she felt even more that her master was very capable, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

While respecting, there is also a trace of admiration.

Two quarters of an hour later.

The sky was completely darkened.

Chu Heng walked towards the East Wing with the prepared sugar-steamed shortbread in his hand.

And Mrs. Hu also sent the extra two copies to Chu Jin and Chu Ziluo who were reading in the study.

In the east wing.

Chu Heng pushed open the door, and at a glance, he saw sitting by the bed, under the dim oil lamp, the black shadow of his hair fell on Ye Muyu's face, wearing an ordinary blue cotton coat, and his long hair was **** casually with only a jade hairpin. The white and smooth side face, the slightly drooping eyes cast a shadow, and the moist lips made his eyes darken.

Chu Heng walked over and sat down on the stool in front of her, looking at her quietly with a pair of dark eyes.

"Ah Yu."

He called softly, as if calling a thousand times.

Ye Muyu raised her head in a daze, saw Chu Heng, was stunned for a moment, and at the same time stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes: "Are you back?"

"Come back early, come and have a taste."

Chu Heng put all the needlepoint paper, cloth, etc. in her hand on the bed next to her.

With the other hand, he brought the steamed cheese to her.

Ye Muyu came back to his senses, looked at the dessert in front of him, and was a little puzzled: "Where did this come from?"

"Taste it first." Chu Heng didn't answer, but took a small spoon with his own hands, filled it up, and fed it to her mouth.

Ye Muyu's ears were slightly red, and she hurriedly said, "I'll just do it myself."

"I want to feed you, so you can grant my wish." Chu Heng insisted.

Ye Muyu didn't expect him to speak so bluntly, but his eyes were very clean, without any ambiguity.

"Then... alright." Ye Muyu leaned over slightly, and lightly ate it into his mouth.

Chu Heng stared at her lips steadily, his voice became hoarse: "Are you feeling better?"

"You know?" Ye Muyu reacted suddenly, it turned out that Chu Heng made the food with his own hands, and even fed her with his own hands, because he knew what happened in the afternoon, and even, the current behavior was to coax her.

This discovery shocked Ye Muyu, her eyes widened, her mouth opened and closed.

Chu Heng stretched out his hand and rubbed her cheeks. Seeing her flushed cheeks, he was very satisfied, and he taught him a serious lesson, "Mother, what did they say?"

"It's nothing, mother asked me to tell you, you don't need to help sister-in-law and others, let sister-in-law and Qingxiang see for themselves what life will be like after marrying Song Lu."

"By the way, about the Song family, you can..."

"I already know, maybe a little more than you know." Chu Heng rarely left half of the words on purpose, but his expression was very serious.

It makes people think that he didn't mean it.

Ye Muyu glanced at him, and then asked according to his intention: "What's the current situation of the Song family?"

"As a wife, Ah Yu, shouldn't she be concerned about whether her husband is tired?"

"Why do you always care about other people's family affairs?"

"It seems that I need to inquire more gossip in the future, so that Ah Yu will take the initiative to ask me." Chu Heng looked at her steadily, speaking in a narrative tone.

Ye Muyu's ears were getting hotter and hotter. Realizing that Chu Heng asked this question on purpose, she slowly raised her eyes to look at him, reached out for a spoon, filled it with crispy cheese, and fed it to the man.

(end of this chapter)