Original God, looking for the heart

Mo Bei woke up very early.

The world outside the window is not bright yet, and the light is only curled up in a small corner of the night. The stars of last night were not yet asleep. They were like tiny diamonds, shining in the sky.

Mo Bei was already used to the blanket covering him. Skirmishers must have covered him. This shows that Mo Bei has every chance to prove himself. Maybe one day, they will meet in their original identities - the admirer and the boy treading on the sand.

The skirmisher was still lying on the bed. With the burden lifted, he felt extremely calm at the moment, and he even forgot to imitate the rise and fall of his chest and breathing. Mo Bei was also startled, thinking something had happened to the skirmishers.

He gently approached the skirmisher and subconsciously stretched out his hand. When he was about to touch the skirmishers, he suddenly remembered something. Skirmishers are puppets. He was most relaxed when there was no imitation of breathing.

"Then, please have a good rest." Seeing the rare relaxation of the soldiers, Mo Bei calmed down. It seems that yesterday's efforts were fruitful. He folded the blanket gently and tiptoed out of the room.

The moment Mo Bei left, the soldiers opened their eyes.

"He just wanted to touch me?"

……

Mo Bei went to Olivia's room again to report the results of the night to her, saying that these ideas were very useful.

"Of course, I have been following you for many years!"

It feels like Olivia's image has suddenly grown taller. As expected of the head maid, she knows all the adults' preferences very well. However, it would be nice if Olivia's expression management could be improved.

Little did Mo Bei know that the success of these plans was not due to the ingenuity of the plans themselves, but to the people who executed them. But there will always be someone who plays the role of knowing the truth, such as Olivia now.

"Then what else do you think I can do?"

Olivia just thought for a moment: "Maybe you can try making some food for the adults." Feeding the little lovers or something is the best!

"Food? But shouldn't specialized personnel be responsible for the food of skirmishers?"

"But that doesn't mean you don't have a chance. Maybe you can wait a while and I'll arrange this."

Mo Bei thanked Olivia and went straight to the kitchen. He estimated that the skirmishers were not in the camp during this period, and he was relatively free. Since someone is already in charge of the staple food, it should be no problem for him to make some snacks or something.

When Mo Bei was a child, the first gift he gave to Qingqi was a box of Feiying cakes.

It's a pity that he can't do it.

In addition, I have been running around a lot lately, so I only go into the kitchen a handful of times. But Mo Bei really wanted to do something for the skirmishers. He couldn't wait for Olivia's arrangements.

Maybe he can make a simple one?

The characteristic of the activist group is that they do what they say. Mo Bei quickly found some basic ingredients. Eggs, toast, ice cream... Oh, by the way, there is also a lot of milk stored in the space.

In this case, why not make an "Ice Cream Baked Brulee"?

Mo Bei cut off the edges of the toast, cut them into four even portions and put them on the plate.

Next, mix the milk and egg yolks evenly, add some ice cream and simmer over low heat until thick. When the egg mixture has cooled, pour it into the toast bowl until the toast is completely absorbed.

Next, preheat the oven to 180° for half an hour. Mobei does not add extra sugar during the production process, so the taste of milk will be more obvious.

Those scraps were not wasted. Mo Bei used milk, eggs, salt and sugar to make a new egg liquid. Let the toast roll inside. Put it in the oven at 200° for twelve minutes, and the crispy toast edges are ready.

"Well, Bree still needs some time." Mo Bei put the toasts in small bags, "Maybe we can get closer to them." At least two gatekeepers are needed. In this way, it will be more convenient for you to enter and exit in the future.

The gatekeepers are the Wind Fist vanguard and the Firegun guerrillas.

"Two eldest brothers." Mo Bei seemed to have disturbed their work, and the other party didn't look very happy. Mo Bei handed over the bag of toast: "I'm new here. You two have worked hard, so I brought you some snacks."

Feng Fist pointed at himself: "Eh? Is this for me?"

After standing for so long, Huo Zhang felt tired. Mo Bei's snack was delivered at the right time: "Thank you very much."

"Please take good care of me in the future."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

That should do the trick. Mo Bei knew it was inconvenient to disturb them, so he left here.

However, as Mo Bei left, skirmishers arrived. A cold air penetrated from behind, and even the thick armor could not resist it.

Huozhuan: "Do you feel a little cold on your back?"

Feng Quan touched his back and felt something. "Lord Skirmisher!" They turned around and knelt on the ground quickly.

"Desert while on duty? It seems that you are having a very leisurely life." The straggler stretched out his hand, with a dark look on his face, "Bring me the things."

They handed over the toast tremblingly.

The skirmisher picked up one and studied it carefully: "Is this it? It's crude."

He let go carelessly, and the toast fell to the ground: "If I see you deserting again - I don't mind sending two experimental subjects to Dortoledo."

Instead of using them as experimental subjects for doctors, it’s better to feed them to fish!

--kitchen--

When the baking time was over, Mo Bei dug out an ice cream ball and placed it on top of the pudding.

"That's enough." He excitedly carried the dessert and rushed to the soldier's study. But the skirmishers are not here. Mo Bei put Bree on the table.

In fact, he only had brulee once. In the vague memory, it seemed that someone was sharing it with him. Four people, or five people? He couldn't remember clearly. Mo Bei hoped that he could share Bree's happiness with the soldiers and the admirers.

However, if you don't eat it for too long, the ice cream will melt. It seemed that he was going to find some skirmishers.

Walking on the corridor, Mo Bei met Olivia by chance. The head maid told him that he could go to the kitchen to prepare meals for the adults at any time.

"You said this, I've already made it. It's delicious ice cream baked pudding!" It's like a cat waiting to be praised for doing a good deed.

"Ice cream bruschetta? Dessert?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"My lord hates sweets! Hurry! Before my lord notices it now!"

——over the skirmishers——

"As my bodyguard, I am friendly with the maid and the doorman. Ha. It seems that I am too kind, so that he does not know what a "master" is. "

(Translation: Why can they do it but I can’t?)

The skirmisher returned to the study. "Sweetness" overflows the moment the door is opened.

"You actually brought this disgusting smell into my room!" Tracing back to the source, he found that the source of the sweetness was the snacks on the table.

The slices of bread baked until golden brown are stacked neatly and topped with an ice cream ball. Judging from the degree of melting, it seems that it was just finished.

He picked up Bree and said, "It's for me..."

"Lord Skirmisher!" Olivia saw that the skirmisher had discovered Bree and knew it was too late. "It's because my subordinate failed to give instructions well. Please don't blame him!"

But Mo Bei took the initiative to stand up: "Skid soldiers, this is my responsibility. If you want to blame me, I will bear it."

The mood of the skirmishers, who were originally feeling better, suddenly fell to the bottom, and the chilling atmosphere made the two of them dare not breathe.

This is really bad...

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