A heartthrob? Here you go!

"Recently, several research applications from Wanli Group were rejected by the parliament. The parliament said it will conduct strict reviews to prevent any illegal operations."

"Today, several unlicensed illegal mines were discovered in Florida, and all of them have been nationalized. Councilman Li Xing said that although they are illegal mines, considering the legality and compliance of the group, it is recommended to sell them to the group to reduce the number of employees and personnel transfers. This suggestion has been..."

The morning news was playing in the cozy bakery. A gentle and kind young man was listening to the news while preparing packaging bags at the counter.

"Jingle Bell……"

The sound of wind chimes rang out, and the handsome young man in front of the counter raised his head and shouted in a gentle voice: "Welcome, the store is not open yet..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Yu Ge who came in. His eyes lit up with joy and he changed his tone: "Good morning, Xiao Yu. You came so early today."

Yu Ge walked to the counter, squatted down, opened the cabinet door, put his things away, took out an apron, mask, chef's hat and other clothes, and said, "It's getting late. If it's any later, it will delay business."

After taking the things, Yu Ge looked up at Ye Qingyou, nodded and greeted him, then turned and went to the kitchen.

Her job is to make bread, a job that does not require her to be in front of the front desk.

After entering the workshop, Yu Ge strictly followed the procedures and washed and disinfected his hands before putting on his chef's uniform. He reached for the straps on the back with his backhand, but unexpectedly, he felt not a rough strap, but smooth and warm skin.

"You just washed your hands. I'll help you tie them up. Don't get them dirty." A gentle voice came from behind. Her long hair was tied up, and the heat from her words sprayed unimpeded on the back of Yu Ge's neck.

Yu Ge frowned and dodged for a moment. Just as he was about to refuse, the straps on his back were pulled, and the handsome young man scolded him:

"Don't move, it will be fine soon."

As the distance got closer, Yu Ge could even smell a faint scent of grass, very similar to the fragrance of grass after the rain.

Ye Qingyou tied his belt carefully, took a step back to create some distance, and said with a smile: "Okay, go and prepare the bread quickly."

Yu Ge frowned and looked at him. The smile on his face was no different from usual.

Is he seducing her?

No, in this novel, it is impossible for any normal person to like her. It is not just talk that the whole world loves Song Jingshen, but the plot is like this.

Putting aside narcissistic and unrealistic speculations, Yu Ge devoted himself to preparing bread.

After pouring the egg yolks in according to the proportion, Yu Ge picked up the milk beside him. It was very light in his hand. He shook it and found that the milk carton was empty.

When Yu Ge was about to wipe his hands and grab the milk, his hand was suddenly pressed down by another warm big hand, and a gentle male voice sounded:

"What do you want? Milk?"

The palm is like a cold and hard surface, but the back of the hand feels warm and soft. Although it is separated from the touch immediately, it tempts people like a paradise on earth.

After Ye Qingyou held her hand, he immediately took it back and seemed to unintentionally support it on the table closest to her hand.

The distance between the two hands is no more than two fingers' width.

Yu Ge frowned tightly and stared at the jade-white palm beside him.

Ye Qingyou stood behind Yu Ge, raised his hand to take the new milk from the top and put it on the table:

"Here, just leave this kind of thing to me. Disinfectant is not good for the skin, so try to avoid contact with it."

Yu Ge didn't say anything, just stared at Ye Qingyou's hand.

That gaze seemed to be a real existence, stroking the soft, white, slender palm up and down.

Ye Qingyou felt a little shy when being looked at, and his knuckles turned slightly pink. The temperature of his palms became higher and higher, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

Yu Ge’s eyes became sharper.

Being stared at like this, Ye Qingyou was a little confused: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at my hand?"

Yu Ge frowned: "Did you wash your hands just now?"

Ye Qingyou was stunned for a moment: "No."

Yu Ge was puzzled: "Then why did you hold my hand?"

“I still have to wash my hands again now.”

Ye Qingyou was stunned, unable to think of how to answer for a moment. He just stared at Yu Ge as he shook his hands, sighed, and washed and disinfected his hands again.

Seeing her washing her hands so seriously and heartlessly, Ye Qingyou couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Ge glanced at him strangely, and saw Ye Qingyou's eyebrows curved and he laughed more and more happily. He couldn't figure out when he had tickled his funny bone.

Ye Qingyou did not explain, but just smiled at Yu Ge's meticulous movements: "Little Yu is so cute."

Yu Ge thanked him perfunctorily, then drove Ye Qingyou, who was in the way, out of the workshop and started preparing bread by himself.

As the appetite-stimulating aroma of milk spread, ovens of bread were placed out.

The bell at the door rang non-stop during the morning rush hour, because there was a bus stop right opposite the bakery, and many office workers would buy bread here and take it directly to work.

The crowded situation did not ease up until after eleven o'clock.

There were fewer people waiting for the bus on the opposite side. Only a young man in a white T-shirt, black pants, a baseball cap and a mask was sitting on a seat at the bus stop.

Ye Qingyou took off his mask, took a breath and looked around inquiringly.

Although he couldn't see the other person's eyes clearly, Ye Qingyou had a hunch that this person had been looking at the bakery.

After making the last batch of bread, Yu Ge washed his hands, walked out of the workshop and came to the counter. He picked up a long pair of tongs and carefully placed the bread on the transparent counter.

Ye Qingyou just walked over, and Yu Ge immediately raised his head alertly: "Don't come over, I haven't put out all the bread yet, and you're not wearing a mask."

Ye Qingyou stopped walking, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and watched Yu Ge's actions idly, throwing his original doubts aside, with only Yu Ge's focused face in his mind and eyes.

Before he had watched for long, Ye Qingyou suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

Ye Qingyou lowered his eyes and turned to look towards the bus stop.

The young man who was originally sitting at the bus stop has stood up. He is tall and slender with elegant manners. He looks like an elite who has received a strict aristocratic education.

Noticing Ye Qingyou's gaze, he looked straight at him without avoiding or avoiding it.

One is a young nobleman with his head covered, and the other is a gentle and elegant bakery owner.

The two young men, who had nothing in common except their temperament and body shape, faced each other from a distance, and silent smoke gradually spread.

Yu Ge put the bread away and looked up to see Ye Qingyou looking sideways outside the bakery, motionless.

You must be angry, right?

Yu Ge found it hard to believe.

Ye Qingyou is not such a stingy person, right?

"Ye Qingyou——" Yu Ge shouted.

Hearing Yu Ge's voice behind him, Ye Qingyou retracted his gaze and turned around with his usual gentle smile on his face: "What's wrong, Xiao Yu?"

Yu Ge poked his head out and looked outside: "What were you looking at just now?"

Ye Qingyou paused as he walked over, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then looked up at Yu Ge and said, "It seems like there's someone at the bus stop outside who's been staring at our store."

"I'm worried that it's not safe for you to get off work at night, so I'll take you home tonight."

Yu Ge was stunned for a moment when she heard that. She walked around the counter and came to Ye Qingyou. When she was about to take a closer look, Ye Qingyou suddenly reached out and pressed Yu Ge's shoulder, turned her back, and stood in front of her to block her view.

"Don't look. Don't let him notice you."

Yu Ge slapped Ye Qingyou's hand and leaned forward stubbornly to look.

The bus stop opposite was empty, with no one there.

"No one." Yu Ge glanced at Ye Qingyou and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you today?"

Ye Qingyou suddenly clenched his hands and turned around to take a look.

The noble young man just now has disappeared.

Ye Qingyou turned around with a normal expression and smiled, "Maybe I saw it wrong."

He smiled, but it was a shallow smile, and there was wariness deep in his eyes.

As the sky gradually darkened, the morning glow faded and night spread across the sky.

There was only a little bread left in the store, and Yu Ge didn't plan to bake new bread. Instead, he washed, scrubbed and cleaned the place.

"Jingle Bell--"

Ye Qingyou at the counter heard the sound of wind chimes, looked up and smiled, "Welcome, what can I do for you——"

Before he could finish his words, the figure of a man in a white T-shirt and black pants came into view, and Ye Qingyou stopped talking abruptly.