After a misdiagnosis, I escaped from a wealthy family

Ovens, electric baking pans, and microwave ovens are all available in the rental house.

Xu Yi suddenly had the idea to make cakes by himself. Homemade small cakes are not difficult, and the existing equipment is enough to complete them. In addition, he has done it before, so it is not too difficult to practice.

Adhering to making his last birthday more memorable, he finally decided not to order it, but to make it himself.

For this reason, when they were almost at the cashier, Xu Yi resolutely pulled Yan Donglin back the same way.

Because the cake ingredients are required to be fine, it took him longer to pick the ingredients than to buy vegetables. After picking eggs, flour, and white sugar, he also bought a stainless steel plate and an egg beater.

There are a lot of these things in large and small packages, even if Yan Donglin specially mentions them, Xu Yi will inevitably get a few of them.

When he arrived at the rental house, Xu Yi picked out a few ingredients and prepared a simple lunch for the whole afternoon.

The white porridge I ate at the hotel was running out after shopping, and now it was still far away, so it was obviously impossible to stay hungry until dinner.

He didn't ask Yan Donglin to help because there wasn't much work.

After boiling the hot water, Xu Yi quickly sterilized the pots and bowls, and immediately started washing and cooking the vegetables.

The main purpose is to pad the belly, so Xu Yi didn't prepare a lot, a bowl of coca-cola chicken wings, a plate of spinach with nuts, a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and a plate of deli sauce pork knuckles.

The chicken wings are soft and glutinous, with a slightly sweet cola soup, spinach to relieve the greasy, tomato egg soup is sweet and sour, and the sauced elbow is delicious, it goes well with rice, Xu Yi insisted on eating two bowls, a little bit full .

"I'm going to wash the dishes!"

Seeing the messy display on the table, Yan Donglin very consciously stood up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Xu Yi showed some agreement. In fact, he is quite contradictory. He is very fresh and enthusiastic about cooking, but he especially doesn't like washing dishes, because the latter, he will think twice before cooking, and most of the time All ended in giving up.

Now that someone took over, Xu Yi almost set off firecrackers to celebrate, and when he was happy, he came over as if to please the other party.

Xu Yi paused slightly and asked, "Is there any question?"

Yan Donglin's light-colored eyes shone brightly, "There is no problem, but I want to ask, can I often eat the meals you cook in the future?"

There is no chef who doesn't like his dishes to be liked by others. Xu Yi couldn't help but curl his mouth when he heard the affirmative praise.

"Depends on your mood." He replied casually.

This is not a lie, after all cooking requires the chef to have a feeling, otherwise the enthusiasm will fade and people will be too lazy to move.

Far from being disappointed, Yan Donglin looked pensive, as if he was thinking about what kind of mood Xu Yi would be willing to cook, and he looked very serious.

Xu Yi couldn't help laughing, he leaned over gently, pecked the sincere diner lightly on the cheek, and coaxed softly: "Hey, wash the dishes first."

"Okay." Yan Donglin kissed back

After tasting the sweetness, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table and walked into the kitchen.

After tinkering with the chopsticks, the two of them nestled on the sofa and took a nap for half an hour. After recharging their energy, Xu Yi got up to toss the cake.

The cake is nothing more than two parts, the cake embryo and the cream decoration, neither of which is very difficult.

Xu Yi separated the egg whites from the egg liquid, and used an egg beater to beat the egg whites into a creamy state. Knowing that this would be a laborious job, he bought the electric type when he bought the egg beater, and added sugar in batches until the cream was ready You have to hold the chopsticks to mix the egg yolk into the cream and break it up.

Then put in low-gluten flour and butter, stir the whole into a paste that does not stick to the wall of the glass container, pour it into the mold, and push it into the oven to bake.

For the rest of the time, Xu Yi used an egg beater to mix edible colorings to make creams of different colors in advance, and put them on different piping tapes one by one, and made a small hole in the tip, so that it would be convenient for mounting flowers later.

When he was thinking about what to draw, Xu Yi seemed to think of something, and his eyes stopped involuntarily.

He looked at Yan Donglin with some embarrassment, and asked in deliberation, "Are your paintings good-looking?"

Yan Donglin raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It's okay."

Fortunately, there is no one I know here, otherwise I would have to call him 'pretending too much'.You must know that during college, Yan Donglin participated in many national painting competitions, among which he won a few gold-worthy medals, which are not much better than the achievements of professional art students.

With such a level, it is actually described as "okay". As the so-called proper restraint is modesty, he obviously crossed the line.

Xu Yi didn't know Yan Donglin's true level, but according to his answer, he couldn't be worse than himself no matter what.

After entering high school, Xu Yi had a deep understanding of his talent for painting. The only time he insisted on painting was when he was in elementary school, drawing "martial arts cheats" by himself in the way of stick figures.

Naturally, the finished product is to the point of "going crazy" at a glance. Hearing Yan Donglin's answer, a big stone fell heavily in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Yan Donglin, discussing: "I'll mount flowers later, can you make a picture?"

Yan Donglin nodded in agreement: "I play as I please, or do I have any requirements?"

Xu Yi didn't have much confidence in Yan Donglin's previous answer. If he restricted the picture, it would easily lead to a world of difference between what he drew and what he imagined, which would easily hit Xiao Yan's sense of accomplishment.

But if you play it casually, then Xiao Yan will paint whatever you say, and it will be what you want, without any deviation.

Thinking of this, he knew, "You can do whatever you want."

The two of them had a clear division of labor. When the cake embryo came out, Xu Yi whipped up the cream. He wanted to mount a few more flowers, but in the end, there wasn't a single one that could be seen. He simply entrusted the heavy work of painting to Yan Donglin, and left by himself. Tinker with dinner.

Yan Donglin smiled and brought the cake and cream into the room. Seeing that he was very serious and understood that drawing requires a quiet atmosphere, Xu Yi intentionally did not bother him.

When he got dizzy from the busy dishes, he completely forgot about people. During the period, he saw Yan Donglin sneaking out, but he didn't pay attention to what he was doing.

During the cooking process, his phone kept ringing, and when he found it, he found out that it was Yao Yiyi's belated birthday wishes.

【Reluctant cook: Dear Baoer, happy birthday】

[Reluctant cook: The best friend who has been oppressed by capital, although she is not with you physically, her heart has already traveled thousands of miles for you. 】

Xu Yi couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this nasty and artificial expression.

Because he was free, he replied with great interest——

【. : Don't worry, the man you sent has been received, very practical and strong, I am very satisfied. 】

【. : Director Yao, you have a heart! 】

Yao Yiyi seemed to be free, and she couldn't help but feel a little weird when she saw the information. Although the 'public relations' she was looking for had good facial features, it was just not bad, and it was still far from the 'very satisfied' Xu Yi said. big gap.

However, she attributed it to polite perfunctory, finger-flying, line-by-line messages being edited and sent.

【Reluctant cook:......】

[The reluctant cook: You have changed, you have become hypocritical. 】

[Reluctant cook: But if you are happy, brother will be happy. 】

After talking nonsense about the world, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign for a while, Yao Yiyi wailed her own life, even if she went to work.

Xu Yi checked the time, and it was basically time for dinner. He finished chatting and put soup and dishes on the table.

Then, he walked outside the bedroom door, raised his hand and looked at the door twice: "It's time to eat."

"Come right away" Yan Donglin's deep voice came from the back room

Xu Yi didn't wait, he went to the bathroom first, and he closed the bathroom door when there was a messy sound from inside the bedroom door.

Immediately, with a click, the door was slowly opened from the inside, Yan Donglin came out holding a box, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, seeing that no one was there, he quickly got out of the room, put the things in the center of the dining table, and behaved sitting on a chair.

When Xu Yi came out of the bathroom, he saw Yan Donglin sitting upright, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He couldn't help being slightly taken aback, his eyes turned around suspiciously, and he naturally landed on the object in the middle of the table that was blocked by the cardboard box.

This is cake?Xu Yi suddenly realized why Yan Donglin didn't come out just now, maybe it was because the painting was not decent.

However, this is nothing, after all, it doesn't make much sense to make him laugh at fifty steps.

"Thanks for your hard work!" Xu Yi stroked Yan Donglin's stabbing stubble, and sincerely thanked him.

No matter what, I will be very happy. As the only guest at the birthday party, this company alone is already very precious.

How could Yan Donglin fail to see Xu Yi's thoughts, he was not in a hurry to defend, but rather casually said: "Open it and have a look?"

Xu Yi nodded, and slowly opened the paper box like unwrapping a gift.

Not only did the expected ugly and cute pattern not appear, Xu Yi couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise when he saw the pattern on the cake clearly.

Without him, the cake made by Yan Donglin is so beautiful.

Beaches, bonfires, windsurfing, bicycles, etc. are drawn to life, these are the interesting things they have experienced these days...

In addition to these scenes, two small people with bright colors are embracing each other. Next to it is a wooden sign saying "Happy Birthday". Somewhat similar profile.

Xu Yi stared blankly at Yan Donglin. After a long while, he recovered and praised without hesitation: "You are too good, I thought you..."

"Think I can't draw well?" Yan Donglin interrupted with narrowed eyes, he was not angry, but sighed softly, "That's why I didn't explain it to you, so trust me now!"

Xu Yi kept nodding his head, seeing is believing, he had no reason not to believe it.

Suddenly, Yan Donglin said, "Stand here and wait."

As he spoke, he signaled Xu Yi to stand where he was, while he walked into the bedroom.

Since the other party asked so, Xu Yi obediently stood where he was, and then his eyes froze slightly.

I saw Yan Donglin coming out of the room holding a bouquet of bright roses.

His facial features were reflected in the dim candlelight, which was indescribably captivating. His eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly feathers fluttering, and his low and moving voice rang in his ears, "Happy birthday, my...boy friend!"

At this moment, Xu Yi felt that the world was silent, and the only thing left in the whole world was the sound of his crazy heartbeat in his chest.

The author has something to say: Yan Donglin: Good guy, I almost fell off the horse!