Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

"Look, Boss Ji hasn't punished you yet? It's okay, don't find yourself a job." Duan Jiaxu walked to the door of the toilet, and kept persuading Lin Weiwei, who didn't understand who made him feel guilty.

After a long silence, Lin Weiwei said: "I think it's strange that Ji Mingyou has something on his mind, otherwise I wouldn't have been avoiding him like this."

Lin Weiwei pushed the mop back and forth, with puzzled expression on his clean face, he muttered, "When I'm not late tomorrow, I'll question the customer and see what dissatisfaction Ji Mingyou has with me."

All morning, she didn't stop for a moment, like a spinning top, she could always avoid Ji Mingyou easily.

"You..." Ji Mingyou's thin lips parted slightly, and the thick eyelashes couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

Lin Weiwei shouldn't be angry, it's just that he has been silent a lot these days, why is he in a hurry?
His lips were pursed into a white line, and his inner voice became clearer.

Will Lin Weiwei have him in his heart?

"Weiwei's mentality is good, so don't worry. I wasted all the materials I prepared. I shouldn't be brave. Can you guide me?" Duan Jiaxu looked at the ready-made materials and couldn't help itching, according to the After finishing the tutorial on the Internet, I got a hand full of cream, and even my clothes were not spared.

Depressed, Ji Mingyou wanted to refuse, but remembering the figure who fled into the back kitchen, he hummed lightly.

"It's too messy, isn't it a cupcake?" Lin Weiwei tidied up, put the materials on the table in a mess, and pinched a cupcake covered in cream with two fingers.

She took a bite, and the cake body was burnt and bitter, so she couldn't help throwing it into the trash can: "It turned out to be a failure, I can do this kind of thing."

"I was thinking about making it, and the taste is really bad." Duan Jiaxu walked over and washed off the cream on his hands, "I called Boss Ji to help, and when I walked in, I heard that you would do it too." , or come together."

"I thought it was a failure. The first time I said it was great, but I'll let it go." Lin Weiwei rubbed his hands, and took a sneak peek, not wanting to go over and make trouble.

Ji Mingyou's eyes froze, she was still hiding from herself, and her voice was low and cold: "You can come together too, didn't you say you would?"

Lin Weiwei stopped, regretting that sentence, patted his mouth and turned around: "Of course, just do it."

Clean up the table first, and place the materials neatly on it.

Cup cakes are not difficult. Lin Weiwei mixed the ingredients step by step based on his years of foodie experience. Hearing the whisper in his ear, he responded: "I know, just wait until I put it in a piping bag."

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes in surprise, smiled and said: "Boss Ji is directing me, it seems that you really have a hand."

"You move very fast, go warm up first." Ji Mingyou hummed lightly, glanced casually, and a sly light flashed across his long and narrow eyes.

"I thought you were talking about me, so let's warm up." It turned out that he had misheard, Lin Weiwei pulled the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, poured all the ingredients into a paper cup, and walked away with it.

After preheating, she put it in gently, not knowing the temperature and time of baking: "Ji Mingyou, what do you say..."

Looking back, Ji Mingyou had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, showing rare tenderness, as if he didn't hear her words.

"It's finally time to catch up with Weiwei. Boss Ji is different." Duan Jiaxu took the opportunity to get closer. The satin dress showed her graceful figure, and there was a trace of admiration in her eyes, intellectual and dignified.

Ji Mingyou's body froze, and from the corner of his eye he caught sight of the sluggish Lin Weiwei, lowered his eyes, and cooperated naturally: "Put it into a paper cup first, the taste will not be bad this time."

"That's for sure, let Boss Ji taste it first."

Lin Weiwei tightly closed his lips at the scene in front of him, feeling that it was too dazzling, and he didn't dare to disturb the two of them anymore.

She felt tight in her chest, and adjusted the temperature casually. The conversation between the two of them floated into her ears very clearly, and there was a burst of panic. What happened to Jiaxu's eyes?

With a "ding", both sets of cakes were taken out.

Put the prepared whipped cream into a piping bag, and squeeze out beautiful cream flowers to complete.

"It still doesn't work. It's a disaster to squeeze the flowers. Does Boss Ji have any tips to share?" Duan Jiaxu tried several times, looking at the failed products on the table, she was very dissatisfied with perfectionism.

With a large distance between Lin Weiwei and the two of them, he concentrated on trying without being affected in the slightest.

Ji Mingyou had a panoramic view of her every move, looked forward to closing his eyes behind him, put his hand on the mounting bag, and taught him directly: "Don't be discouraged, I will teach you to come, try it a few times and you will understand."

He tried to get close to others, but Lin Weiwei didn't respond at all. Did he have no weight in her heart at all?
"Don't worry, what you do is similar to Lin Weiwei's." Ji Mingyou insisted on getting her attention, and deliberately compared.

Lin Weiwei bit his lower lip, his technique was jerky, and he didn't understand, so he retorted sadly: "You haven't even seen my little cake, have you?"

"You did a good job, Boss Ji, why don't you go over and help Weiwei." Duan Jiaxu was very happy when she made a cake for the first time. She raised her red lips and seized the opportunity to get in touch with Ji Mingyou, who didn't like to laugh.

"Do you want me to help?" Ji Mingyou raised his deep eyes and looked at Lin Weiwei's delicate side face, but couldn't get any response.
Lin Weiwei's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and he was in a hurry, shouting duplicity: "No need, I can do it myself."

The sweet cupcakes are neatly placed on the tray, and there are a few ugly ones.

Duan Jiaxu smiled with satisfaction, picked out a good-looking one, and put it on his lips in a flash of inspiration: "Let Boss Ji taste the cake I made first, and take a bite."

"Okay." Ji Mingyou hesitated for a while, lowered his head and took a sip, but turned his face sideways, looking at Lin Weiwei quietly, his clear eyes were full of expectation, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Why do you have such an expression? How does it taste?" Duan Jiaxu asked with bright eyes and curiosity.

But the truth is like pouring a basin of cold water, Ji Mingyou couldn't remember the taste in his mouth, so he dealt with it: "Very good, you are also very talented in this area."

Duan Jiaxu lowered his head, took a bite of the cake he had bitten, and there was nothing more pleasing than a compliment from someone he admired: "Don't comfort me on purpose so as not to hurt my self-confidence."

"No." Ji Mingyou replied absent-mindedly, clenched her hands tightly, and her gaze never stayed here.

He lowered his eyes, a sharpness flashed in his eyes, and he must walk into Lin Weiwei's heart.

Seeing the two of them eating the same cake, Lin Weiwei's eyes widened in astonishment, and he couldn't help feeling envious. With a sour nose, he ran out with a tray in his hand: "I'll share it with the employees in the store."

Her steps are disordered, and in the sweet picture, she is the extra person.

"No wonder you kept talking to me, how could outsiders meddle in the private affairs of two people?" Her eyes were slightly red, and she felt very uncomfortable. It was impossible for Ji Mingyou to share a cake with anyone, unless it was a loved one.