The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 712 Sweetener Diary

Miss Ji Da is not not making cakes together. At least when the cake is decorated on the cake, the warm season is also a "plan".

In the middle of the season, the season was warm and unwilling to be idle. The machine also painted a lot of cream and melted chocolate sauce on the body of the ink. The high-cut shirt on the man was finally crumpled by her, and she had a lot of cream on her body. Most of them are white, the same color as his shirt, and some other colors, which are even more rare in his helpless expression.

I am afraid that in addition to the warmth of the season, others can't imagine, and Mo Jingshen will one day be bullied to the point of this woman, but even did not dare to return.

“The material for making cream and cake embryos is very good, the taste is sweet but not greasy.” The season warmed up the residual cream on his fingers, and blinked at the man who was being wolfed by her: “You are Didn't you come here in advance? Or how do you know that this homemade cake will be so delicious?"

“Isn't you insisting on making cakes with me?” Mo Jingshen began to unveil a few buttons on the shirt one by one: “Don't find one that suits your taste in advance, so you don’t know how many thorns will be picked up. I."

“I look like someone who will be embarrassing you?”

Ink has already unlocked the three buttons on the shirt, but because it is still in the production room, there are people passing by outside, it is inconvenient to take it off directly. He glances at her: "What do you think?"

She looked at him.

It’s a beautiful man.

The season was warm and the dessert chef went out, and his hands circled his neck, and he licked his foot and kissed him.

"When I was in T, the twenty-one cakes were all made by you one by one? But I was wasted at the time, and you still didn't say that they were all made by you. She looked at his squinting eyes and repented for her own sprinkling: "But I still haven't learned to make cakes today. I was planning to give you 30 cakes when you were 30 years old. I can put it on hold, I will change it another way."

Ming knows that this little woman is deliberately playing the game. She just didn't plan to make a cake, but she found a shameful reason for herself.

Ink dark eyes are dark, and the backhand buckles her waist.

I don't know the warmth of the season, and I continue to linger.

"Today's birthday is enough. It's not a kid, it's not a special anniversary and year. It is the best birthday gift for me to spend on this island with you. Everything else is me. No." In order to show that he is not so shameless, the season warm and very understanding added: "But to express your sincerity, you can still... Hey, Mo Jingshen, let me down!"

This man who used to see the big face of the face was not shocked, and even vacated a hand to stabilize her waist, causing her to climb to him.

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Dessert Diary:

The legendary Mr. Mo deliberately brought his wife to make a cake here today, for his beautiful wife to have a birthday, we have a rest in the store, leaving me alone to accompany the production.

It may not be difficult to make only one cake, otherwise, how can Mr. Moh become more and more extraordinarily spirited?

Later, I went to the door to pick up things. When I came back, I saw that Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo’s body were full of cream. The cake that was made was not damaged. It seems that the couple are holding the spare cream. A cream fight.

I don’t know if the weather on the island is too hot today, there are many mosquitoes, and there are a few flying into it. Otherwise, how can there be a few red and red mosquitoes on the neck of Mrs. The air conditioner was opened moderately, and the hygiene aspect was also very good. Usually, even the flies could not fly in. The mosquitoes were too small, so did they fly in?

In order to express our store's apology, I deliberately went upstairs and took out the special effect mosquito repellent water that I usually brought to my body, and gave it to Mrs. Mo, and loudly expressed her sympathy for her abominable mosquito bag and actually made it possible to fly into the production. When the mosquitoes in the room hate each other -

I didn't understand why Mrs. Mo suddenly looked at him with a red face.

When I went to see Mr. Mo, I went back to the birthday cake in front of him with a serious back.

Alas? Probably the cake is more important than the mosquito pack on Mrs. Mo's body?

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Stayed on the island for another three days.

On the afternoon of the third day, due to the upcoming departure to the United States tomorrow, the second stop of her target destination, New York, and the place where I went to Los Angeles, after all, I have not been to Los Angeles before, so the season is warm. I have been studying the specific routes of these days in the room, where I have to go first, where to go, and then where to go.

In just a few days, they only occasionally ate several kinds of big meals provided by the hotel. Of course, they excluded the cold seafood. In the rest of the time, he almost cooked in the kitchen of the suite to satisfy her. Appetite, the quarterly warmth at least these days increased weight by two pounds.

Mo Jingshen was just picking up the phone from the company. She had nothing to do in the room. She just got up and went downstairs to look at the ipad in the chair next to the pool, doing the route plan for the holiday trip, and checking the people who want to go. Earth style.

In fact, there is no need to check. After all, Mo Jingshen seems to be proficient in the language of several major countries. Wherever there are almost all branches of the Shine Group, there are cars that are picked up by cars, and the best people are arranged to accompany them. I can still be free if I can warm up in the season. I want to arrange it myself.

(End of this chapter)