The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 700 Who gives you the courage to show superiority in front of my wife?

Yiyi was also turning to see the darkness of the ink in the depths of the season, when the eyelids slammed, there was a feeling of death to the end...

The clerk at the cake shop didn't understand what was going on at the beginning. The person in charge of the cake shop came down from the production room on the second floor and saw the moment of Mo Jingshen, and suddenly showed a look.

He just heard the movement downstairs. Only when someone came in and messed up, did not look down, but probably the process also knows what is going on.

Now when I saw that Mo Jingshen appeared here, even the little woman in front of me was very fond of love. The person in charge of the cake shop went down the stairs and was a little embarrassed. I quickly came over and apologized: "Mr. Me, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, yes. Our clerk here is not sensible. They usually get used to the foreigners. When they talk and do things, they get a lot of bad habits. They blame us for not managing..."

Ink deep in the cold and looked at the warmth of the season.

The warmth of the season did not understand why these people suddenly changed their attitudes by one hundred and eighty degrees. They still had some ignorant standing without his words in front of him.

"Mu Zong, are you here to visit the island project? Or are there any other arranged activities? Why didn't you inform us in advance? We have arranged, but you..." Yiyi's husband also foresaw that this is not quite right. I am polite and pleased to talk.

Yiyi saw that her husband was ignored by indifference. After thinking about it, he also made up the past and carefully said: "Mr.... You have to come to the island of Argentina. This characteristic street is for tourists to play. We invite you to sit down in other quiet places, and the people here are a mess, it is not for you."

Ink deep looked at her with a cold look: "Which one?"

Yiyi touched the man's eyes as cold as the snow in the mountains, and the heart could not stop trembled. He lifted his hand on her husband's arm and said, "I am his wife... but when I was young, I have lived in Haicheng for more than ten years. I have heard of the famous name of Moh, and I have heard of you in the past..."

Seeing the coldness of the ink in the depths of the eyes, I can almost penetrate the hearts of people. Yiyi sees the look of the demeanor in the face of the ink in the depths of the ink. It feels that although they seem familiar, they are lucky enough to think about it, here. When you meet yourself, there should be no deep relationship.

Then Yiyi took the opportunity to say: "But always, when I was living in Haicheng, I knew what kind of person this season is. She is not very good. You and her people are still less contacted. I I heard that she is still an illegitimate daughter of Jijia..."

“I heard?” Mo Jingshen’s smile was cold and cold, but the bottom of his eyes was a dark, invisible fog. He seemed to have a sneer: “Have she offended you?”

Yiyi sees that the ink will actually talk to himself. The instinct feels that his luckful guess is probably true. The warm season should have nothing to do with him. He turned around and pointed to the nine-layer blue that had not been packaged by the clerk. Cake: "In fact, it is not a crime. It is this cake that I have already booked in advance. I am going to give it to my husband's grandmother. The old man is 90 years old. We have specially ordered a nine-layer cake, but the season is not warm. If you know how to eat, can you touch it? Can she eat it if she has touched it? If the clerk says her, she is not convinced, let’s go to others. Looking at it may seem like something is happening here, but it is not..."

Before the words of Yiyi’s long story, the warmth in front of Mo Jingshen whispered with a voice he could only hear: “I didn’t touch it. I know that the cake is bought for people to eat. I’m just curious to go over it. Look, I haven't touched my hand before I touch it. I didn't touch it."

However, before the end of Yiyi Lori, the ink-stained eyes faintly squinted at the nine-layered cake not far from the warm-up season.

Because the number of layers is too large, it must be carefully placed on the cart to move, otherwise it is easy to collapse or shift, affecting the appearance.

He only looked at the position on the cart that was fixed by a disc to the bottom of the cake, and then looked at the warmth of the season. The little woman was very wronged, but the face showed not much, but obviously it was good to go shopping today. The mood is still affected.

"The cake is doing well, push it over and see." The man couldn't hear the emotions.

The clerk of the cake shop groaned, I don’t know if I want to push it. The person in charge who just ran downstairs in the store didn’t dare to neglect. I quickly pushed the car carefully to the front of the ink, and at the same time He said with a smile: "Ink, in fact, our small street, our desserts and cakes are also very distinctive. Although they are expensive, they are expensive, and many of them are used to make desserts. It’s all new, what we do, what do we do, and if you look at this fondant craft, the ordinary cake shop can’t do such a lifelike effect.”

However, the manager’s voice just fell, and the ink depth was lifted by the long legs. The face was straight and expressionless and smashed down on the cart. The two-story cake of two meters was poured straight to one side. At the end of the cake, all the creams and all kinds of fondant decorations on the cake fell to the ground. The cart was even more weightless and slammed into the wall not far away, giving a loud noise.

"..."

For a moment, the whole cake shop was silent, and Yiyi was shocked and looked up at the cold eyes of the ink-stained eyes, which made him almost cold.

"Ink, ink, total...?"

As if I finally understood the danger of seeing through the bottom of his eyes, Yiyi’s husband stood unbelievably, even if the nine-layer cake had fallen to the ground, the cream on the floor looked dirty and dared. Say a word.

"Who gives you the courage to show superiority in front of my wife?"

The voice of Mo Jingshen sounds careless, but it is cold and sultry.

Yiyi looked shocked, including her husband, and his face was white.

Yiyi looked at the coldness of the ink-stained eyes of Yijing, as if he finally realized what he was, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at the warmth that still stood there and could not see what was thinking.

how is this possible?

Yiyi’s nervous hands are all cold: “Mr., what do you say, am I getting it wrong? What... your... madam?”

She even started to stutter when she spoke, and from the bottom of her heart she was just wrong.

The clerk of several cake shops around him also looked at this subversive scene with a shocked look. A group of people didn't even dare to breathe.

(End of this chapter)