In the apocalypse of natural disasters, she has a universal APP

However, the extension of exercise time will inevitably squeeze and encroach on her happy lying time, especially the afternoon tea time is almost gone.

Sometimes she wants to eat some desserts, buns, etc. but can't find the right time.

I eat lunch at 12 o'clock, and then I have to digest my food after eating. Then I start exercising around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. It's past four o'clock when I come out again, and then I have dinner at six o'clock.

Just, there is a feeling that I can't get in and have nowhere to go.

Or just eat it with breakfast, but she doesn't want to eat sweets every morning; she is the type who eats well at dinner, so she won't be hungry at all before lunch.

Therefore, she could only grit her teeth while giving in to the aerial yoga that she was really interested in at this stage.

It was impossible to give in completely. Another night, she huddled under the warm quilt and watched a movie while taking out a bowl of fresh mango, blood, glutinous rice balls and coconut milk for snacks.

The whole thing is a cold dessert. Even though the weather is cold now, it is quite warm when you are in bed. You won't get cold if you eat something cold.

The base is made of fragrant coconut milk, and inside are two sticky and fragrant balls made of bloody glutinous rice, with mango cut into thick strips on top.

The mango flesh is yellow and clear, and it is a hard mango. The taste is more sour and sweet than sweet, which is exactly the type she likes.

Hold the bowl and eat slowly while watching this lengthy literary film.

It is said that the picture is so beautiful that it takes one's breath away. Indeed, all the empty shots shown are particularly wonderful. In the post-production color correction, a layer of gray filter was applied to make it slightly transparent.

So it's wonderful. Originally, "gray tone" and "transparency" are two completely contradictory styles, but the color tone of this one can give the grayish tone a touch of depression while maintaining some crisp transparency.

It made her wish she could take screenshots frame by frame and save them for later study.

But aside from this layer, the plot and story of the movie itself is actually lackluster, but it is definitely not a bad movie, at most it is a bit boring.

The movie was over, a small dessert had been finished long ago, and it was almost time to get ready for bed.

There is no need for additional settings for the electric heater. Now the heater has been turned on all day long. At most, the temperature can be adjusted.

In fact, the temperature does not need to be adjusted frequently. It is the coldest at night, so it is appropriate to increase the temperature. However, there is a heating mattress, so you will never get cold under the quilt;

Wearing thick clothes during the day doesn't really matter whether the temperature changes or not. It's very cold now, so there's no need to deliberately lower it;

When you go to the living room to exercise, you can lower the temperature and just maintain the temperature. Anyway, it is always very hot just after exercise, and the room does not need to be so hot.

As for when it is most open, it is when I sit by the window and enjoy the snow while eating.

No matter how well-insulated the house is and how well the materials are applied, it cannot withstand the cold air emanating from the windows.

But the snowy scene outside is really attractive. Moreover, she insists on checking how many people are still queuing in the opposite building every morning.

Therefore, every morning, she moved out the heated lazy chair, prepared a soft blanket to keep out the cold, turned on the heater, loosened the buckle of the universal wheel below, moved closer, and then settled into the chair comfortably. .

What to eat today? She smacked her lips, why did she want something sweet? Then move the squeezed out afternoon tea to the morning.

First, I took out a large cup of hazelnut latte and put it in a squat, round retro mug. The wall of the large cup was very thick, and it felt like a hand warmer in my hand.

Take a few sips to warm up your body first, and then carefully put it back in the space temporarily, otherwise it will get cold quickly if you leave it here.

For breakfast dessert, I chose something called "Four-Layer Matcha", which was taken out directly from a dessert shop in the space.

Simple name, more simple appearance, round and flat, exactly the same as the cake embryos that have been cut and stacked but without cream on the outer layer.

Just like the name, there are four layers in total. From top to bottom are matcha layer, bread layer, the same matcha layer, and the same bread layer.

The matcha layer is a very dark green color, not cream, but more like a piece of mousse, which is solidified; the bread layer is brown and dark chocolate, which is probably chocolate bread.

These two dark and deep colors were stacked together, and she felt that "simple" was too nice to describe it. It looked... almost shabby.

Especially in the current situation where the dessert industry is trying hard to roll up the appearance, this bald naked cake embryo seems even more out of place.

It was precisely because of this incompatibility that she curiously picked it out for breakfast.

When the first fork went down, she felt that there was something unusual under the simple appearance.

First of all, the matcha layer didn't seem to be the mousse she had guessed. It felt much harder when it was forked, more like a whole piece of chocolate;

Thirdly, the bread layer was not as soft as she expected. It was obviously different from the bread dough of ordinary cakes, and there was obvious resistance when the fork penetrated it.

The feel of the forked piece was particularly strong, which made her feel like "I made the right choice to have you for breakfast."

Just, this is definitely filling.

As soon as she took a sip, she couldn't help but let out a sigh.

This is amazing! The matcha layer is literally a whole piece of chocolate, made from matcha that melts smoothly in your mouth, releasing a bitter matcha flavor that matches its dark green appearance.

The bread layer was indeed bread, but the texture was firmer than she expected, giving it a rough feeling when eating it. At the end, there were still crumbs of matcha-coated chocolate left.

She only ate two layers in one mouthful. She slurped up the raw chocolate without chewing it, rubbed it slowly with her tongue on the roof of her mouth, and then lightly chewed the bread to feel the texture of the bread grains in the raw chocolate.

Although the bread layer is rough, it is actually quite soft overall. It does not feel like a hard piece, but has a texture that is somewhere between bread and biscuit crumbs.

Each layer is about the thickness of a finger, and the whole one is not small, so the amount is quite substantial.

Curious, she forked the matcha layer and the bread layer separately and ate them. The matcha layer was really smooth, rich and mellow. It was cold in the mouth and melted immediately.

When the bread layer is eaten alone, the chocolate flavor is actually quite strong, but it is masked by the mellower taste of matcha raw chocolate, but it can be eaten, and the aroma of the two chocolates is mixed together, which is quite harmonious.

She slowly finished the whole piece of cake with the hot hazelnut latte. It was delicious, but she was not as full as she thought.

After all, there are only two layers of bread, and no matter how solid the chocolate is, it will melt in your mouth and won’t occupy your stomach.

She just finished the sweets and took out a crispy baked croissant, sea salt caramel and salted cream, with some caramel biscuit crumbs sprinkled on top, and chocolate crisp beads sandwiched in the cream.

Looking at it like this, it looks quite similar to the little black figure that fell out of the window of the building opposite and fell into the snow.

As the snow increased, the windows on the next floor were gradually buried. She saw that everyone had to move up one floor and carefully climbed down through the windows.

No matter how hard it is, she doesn’t want to miss the official motorcade. Seeing that the number of people is decreasing day by day, she probably is afraid of the people who haven’t queued yet——

I'm afraid that if I don't go one day, I will just take away all the remaining people. Then the officials will think that there is no one in this community, and they will never come again.

After eating a lot of desserts in the morning, my mood improved and I felt very satisfied.

With this warm and joyful feeling, she hummed a little tune and asked the speaker to play a light piano music. She shrugged her shoulders and danced in a circle on tiptoes in the bedroom to follow the rhythm.