Baguettes and Macarons

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And very white.

The skin of Asians is different from that of Caucasians, it looks warm and delicate.One of Louie's bad friends likes to date Asian girls the most. According to him, the skin of Asian girls is like silk.

The feel seems to be close to silk.

Louis raised his hand, and the man yelled, "Close the curtains!"

Louis turned around immediately, closed the door and put the curtains in one go.When he turned around, the man had already put on a pair of suit trousers that were completely different from his upper body.The lights in the room were not turned on, only the fluorescent light from the laptop shone on him, making him look like a ghost from a horror movie.

"What's the matter?" The man adjusted his glasses and asked.

"Who are you?" Louis and him looked at each other, "Where is my tenant?"

The man choked, took off his glasses, and lifted his long bangs: "It's me, Yu Chen."

Louis grabbed his hair, and his hands felt soft and smooth: "It's really Yu Chen."

"Why do you recognize people by scratching their hair?" Yu Chen put his glasses back on and looked at the tray in his hand, "Caramel apples? Leftovers from making fruit tarts this morning?"

Louis let out an "ah" and didn't say that it was re-fried by himself. He freed up a hand and shook his arm: "Is there any place to put the plate? I hold the strange heavy one."

In fact, you don’t need to ask him to know, because Yu Chen’s desk is full of magazines, books, bottles and jars and odds and ends of daily necessities stacked in a mess, and there is no room left.

Yu Chen himself also stared at the messy desk, and heaved a long sigh: "Why did you come in at this time?"

Louis shoved the plate to him loudly: "Go on." He went to clear the table by himself.Yu Chen's books are in many languages, he didn't understand all of them, and couldn't separate them by category, so he piled them up and put them against the wall.

"Wait, I still need to refer to these books, don't pile them up." Yu Chen objected.

"Go away." Louis said angrily, "You dropped all the books on the floor, even if I don't pile them up, you can still find them yourself?"

Yu Chen was so fierce by him that he didn't dare to make a sound, and shrank to the side of the bed.Louie yelled, "Do you have a fork? Eat the apple quickly, the caramel will stick to your teeth when it cools."

Yu Chen said, "The fork is in the pen holder."

As he said, among the countless pencils and pastels, there is a fork stuck alone.Louis sneered: "Put the tableware and pen together, are you not afraid of being poisoned?"

"Anyway, I don't eat with it very much." Yu Chen whispered.

The dust on the fork proved he wasn't lying.Louis took a breath: "You don't have any other tableware? What do you usually eat with?"

Yu Chen cleared his throat, and said in a low voice: "If you can't remember it, you won't take it. At worst, take a few more vitamins before going to bed."

"So have you had dinner tonight?"

Yu Chen hesitated for a moment, and answered truthfully: "Not yet, Mrs. Ai Lei is a rather stubborn woman, in case she doesn't like it after trying it on, I plan to prepare a few more spare outfits tonight—what's your expression?"

"If I didn't come, would it be logical for you to forget to eat, and you won't eat anything tonight?"

Yu Chen said vaguely: "That's not necessarily true..."

Thanks to the light weight of the Asian, Louis successfully lifted him from the bed like a chicken and pushed him to the door: "You go to my store to look at the pot, and eat the caramel apples by the way. I will clean up yours Rubbish."

Yu Chen struggled to stretch out his hand that wasn't holding the plate, grabbed the chair and refused to move: "I'm in this state, I will never go out."

"I'm closed. There's no one in the store, and the neighbors across the street won't look at our balcony. You still have time to go in without attracting attention when you go out." Louis broke his fingers grabbing the chair, "If you don't Move, and I'm going to hit you."

Yu Chen calmly said in the face of danger: "Violence is not advisable, I will call the police."

"If you call the police, I'm not afraid, it's just a fight anyway." Louis sneered, "But are you sure, you are not afraid of being shown this face by the neighbors?"

Yu Chen lowered his head to look at his crumpled striped pajamas, endured the humiliation and said, "Okay, I'll go and see the pot. Please pretend you didn't see what happened tonight."

Lu Yi was noncommittal, and waved to him, making a gesture to drive away the pet.When Yu Chen tiptoed out of the balcony door, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to deal with it—books and materials scattered everywhere in the room, tangled quilts, blankets and sheets on the bed, plastic wardrobe cabinets that couldn’t be closed Clothes that slipped out of the door?

The difference between Yu Chen's dormitory and his store is too far away, it's like a textbook contrast.

And the amazing thing is that it is different from ordinary lazy people.His dormitory is not dirty, there are no food residues or any garbage, but simply a lot of things and messy placement.In a sense, being able to achieve such chaos is also a special talent.

Louis couldn't help a little amused as he picked up a discarded shirt from the foot of the bed, and the tie slung over the shirt shoulders.Recalling the scene when he entered the door, Yu Chen seemed to hear someone knocking on the door, and changed his daytime clothes in a panic, but he broke in just as he took off his pants.

Thanks to the key, the show will not be seen 1 minute later.

Louis snickered for 2 minutes in the unoccupied room, and began to sort the sundries in the room.Fortunately, Yu Chen had only moved in not long ago. After all, there were only clothes, toiletries, stationery, and books in the room. Louis simply separated these items into different corners of the room, and it was considered finished.

Looking up at the alarm clock on the table, only 15 minutes had passed, which was still a reasonable time for dinner.Louis wiped off his sweat, laughed at the ugly fluorescent pink alarm clock to himself, closed the balcony door and went back to his shop.

Yu Chen was pulling on his fluffy slippers and standing in front of the stove with his arms folded.The smell of fish soup fills the whole kitchen, heralding a simple but warm dinner is about to start.

"Why are you standing here?" Louis pointed to the plastic table and chair next to him, "Why don't you sit down?"

Yu Chen rolled his dead fish-like eyes very vividly: "Didn't you tell me to watch the pot? The tables and chairs are so far away, if it boils, I won't have time to come over and turn off the fire."

"You don't need to be so nervous." Louis glanced at the empty plate with caramel residue on the counter, quickly turned off the stove, divided the fish soup into two even portions, and poured it into the soup plate, "Caramel apple flavor how?"

"It's delicious, but it's not neutralized by the tart skin. It's too sweet to eat without a bite." Yu Chen replied immediately.

"I'll make caramel apple pie for you next time." Louis took a whole baguette from the dining table, cut off four sections with a bread knife, and put them in the bread basket. "Serve the meal."

Yu Chen cautiously stretched out his hand to carry the soup plate, but before reaching the edge, he started shouting that it was hot.Louis dodged the soup plate, nodded his chin at the bread basket, "Hey, take that."

"If you don't add '呿', it's a very gentlemanly behavior." Yu Chen put the bread basket in the middle of the table and muttered softly.

Louis put one of the fish soups heavily in front of him: "Ask me for a gentleman in your pajamas?"

Yu Chen argued: "If you didn't open the door without your permission, I wouldn't meet guests in my pajamas."

"Oh," Louis pointed to the seat opposite him with his chin, "sit."

Yu Chen pinched the back of the chair with two fingers and pulled it away, took out his pockets, and said regretfully, "I didn't bring a napkin to go out."

"There's no crumbs on my chair in the kitchen, don't be so fussy."

Yu Chen looked around and blinked: "Sure enough. I wanted to say from just now that your kitchen is surprisingly clean, and the front hall is like two shops."

"Of course the kitchen must be clean, otherwise the bread you make will be unhygienic." Louis picked up the soup plate, took a big sip, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and then reached for the bread in the basket.

Yu Chen didn't move: "You forced me to come here to invite me to dinner?"

Louis tore off a piece of bread, raised his eyelids half-deadly: "I'm not inviting you to dinner, but reminding you to eat dinner."

Yu Chen said with a smile: "I don't think our relationship is as close as having dinner together. Besides, I didn't do anything worthy of your gratitude. Ask me to have dinner."

Louis pointed at him with a bread crust: "You pay me more than 700 rent per month, which includes three meals and property fees. This is the landlord's obligation."

"Oh? It's not written in the contract."

Louis blushed without panting: "I don't care about high-end apartments, but I don't care about residential houses. This is a matter of convention and doesn't need to be written in the contract. In short, you must come on time for meals in the future. If you are more than 15 minutes late, I will ignore you. "

Yu Chen pursed his lips and smiled, "Then thank you for your kindness."

His hair is messed up now, and he wears a pair of thick glasses. His appearance is not as pleasing to the eye as in the daytime, but when he smiles, he looks a little more poor and rustic, and he is not as hypocritical as hateful in the daytime.

However, in terms of dining etiquette, he was still the same as during the day, holding the shelf and using a spoon to drink the soup slowly without spilling a drop on his clothes.

Louie scratched the soup plate with the bread crust, and said, "It feels like feeding a wild cat. Hey, can you mime it?"

"If you bark, I'll call." Yu Chen put down his spoon, "Rabies vaccines are not expensive, you should save money and get an injection, don't hurt innocent neighbors."

Louis disappointed: "Although the shape has changed, it's still the sharp-tongued sissy in the daytime."

Yu Chen didn't say a word, he drank the fish soup slowly, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hospitality, I'll go back right away—do you need me to take them home and wash them in the dishwasher, and send them back tomorrow?"

Louis held him down: "You didn't eat bread, you can't fill your stomach with just soup."

Yu Chen smiled and said, "No need, I don't like baguettes very much..."

"Eat!" Lu Yi's eyes leaked fiercely, "If I can't finish eating, I will squeeze your mouth and stuff it in."

"..." Yu Chen silently took a piece of baguette, tore off a small piece, followed his example, dipped it in fish soup, and put it in his mouth.

"how?"

Yu Chen struggled and said, "It's unexpectedly crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and it's quite delicious."