Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

After pressing it for a while, Leng Luoyue felt that her neck felt comfortable, so she stopped letting Feng Chenghan press it any more.

After teaching him how to beat egg whites, I gave him the egg beater.

Feng Chenghan thought this was very simple, and confidently took the egg beater and beat the egg whites in the basin crazily.

Because he had beaten the egg whites vigorously, his sleeves were also filled with bulging muscles in his arms, full of sexual tension.

There was no rush to mix the egg yolks and flour. Leng Luoyue watched Feng Chenghan beat for a while. When she saw his sleeves that were bulging with muscles, she had the urge to go forward and squeeze them.

Feng Chenghan was full of confidence at first, thinking that beating egg whites was easy, but after half an hour of beating, he felt his arms began to feel sore, and Ying Ting's eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

He remembered that Leng Luoyue said that the egg whites should be beaten into a dense foam, and the basin should be turned upside down so that the foam inside would not flow out.

But after he beat it for a while, the egg whites in the basin were still in a liquid state. How long would it take to beat them completely?

Only then did Feng Chenghan realize that beating egg whites was not as easy as he thought.

He stopped and planned to take a rest. As soon as he raised his head and met Leng Luoyue's almond-shaped eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he knew that she was waiting to see him cry out that he was tired.

He curled his lips at her, picked up the egg beater with a determined look, and continued to beat the egg whites.

Seeing this, Leng Luoyue smiled and began to stir the egg yolks. Mix the egg yolks, flour, sugar and vegetable oil evenly in proportion.

She was done. Feng Chenghan's egg whites hadn't been whipped yet, but they already had a lot of foam.

When his right arm became sore, he switched to his left arm, and when his left arm became sore, he switched to his right arm. After a few blows, the arm started to get sore.

He felt that his two arms were like limp noodles, very sore and soft, and he could no longer use them.

"I'll do it." Leng Luoyue said when she saw that his hands were getting weaker and weaker.

When Feng Chenghan heard this, he immediately became energetic and said, "No, I can do it. I'll finish it soon."

As a man, he was so tired of whipping up egg whites that he almost couldn't stand it anymore. As a woman, she was probably even more tired, and he couldn't bear to let her be tired.

Seeing that he insisted that she could do it, Leng Luoyue raised her eyebrows and said nothing, picked up a strawberry and ate it.

These strawberries are used to make fish shapes and make jams.

Fortunately, the kitten didn't say that the puppy should be included in the cake. It is really difficult to make the dog.

Feng Chenghan's arms were almost useless, so he beat the egg whites until they were barely usable.

Leng Luoyue couldn't bear to watch him continue to hit him, and said, "That's it." She took it and hit him a few hundred more times.

Mix the egg whites with the batter that has been mixed, and then pour it into the largest cake pan.

After the shock, Feng Chenghan and Leng Luoyue carried the baking pan and put it into the preheated baking pan.

Next, Leng Luoyue asked Feng Chenghan to cut the grapes, strawberries, cantaloupe, mango, kiwi, and yellow peaches that Chun Yu and the others had washed into cubes to make the fruit sandwich in the middle.

Fruit dicing does not require high knife skills, so it is more suitable for him to make.

Feng Chenghan's hand slowed down for a while, and now he could hold the knife.

Leng Luoyue was not idle either. She took a small pot and boiled the honey and sugar in it until they became more and more viscous and began to become more viscous.

She took the sugar out of the pot and placed it on the chopping board sprinkled with glutinous rice flour.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Chenghan looked at her curiously and asked.

Leng Luoyue pointed to the wooden carving model of a kitten on the counter, "I want to use sugar to make a kitten."

After she drew the design of the cake, she ordered someone to make a model of a kitten that she had drawn. The cat made of sugar was to be placed on top of the cake.

"A cat like this wooden cat?" Feng Chenghan pointed to the wooden sculpture of a kitten on the table. The cat on the cake she made for the kitten last time, he remembered, seemed to be painted with sugar.It’s probably not easy to make a wooden sculpture of a cat like a kitten.

"Yeah." Leng Luoyue nodded and poked the sugar ball on the chopping board with her finger. It was still very hot.

After the sugar ball cooled down a bit, Leng Luoyue kneaded it with her hands, rolled it into a moderately thick sheet with a rolling pin, and then covered it on the kitten model, making the rough outline of the cat. , then take out the model and start using bamboo chopsticks and comb to remove the kitten essence.

Draw its eyes, pinch out its nose, and draw its mouth.

I also used a dense comb to draw the hairy lines on it...

While Leng Luoyue was decorating the kitten with sugar, Feng Chenghan had already cut all the fruits into dices, and baked the cake in one oven and switched to the second oven.

Leng Luoyue worked for almost an hour before a large piece of sugar ball turned into a brown and transparent little sugar cat.

"How is it?" She asked Feng Chenghan holding the little sugar cat. She was very satisfied with the little sugar cat she made, so she looked a little proud.

Feng Chenghan praised sincerely: "It's very beautiful and lifelike."

Leng Luoyue raised her chin proudly, placed the little sugar cat she made on the counter, and then went to the next step.

"You make the strawberry jam, and I'll whip the cream."

As soon as he heard the word "dismissed", Feng Chenghan thought of tiredness and effort.

"I'll whip the cream."

Leng Luoyue glanced at his arms and asked with a smile: "Are your arms okay?"

Feng Chenghan: "Men can't say no."

"You can do it, but I won't let you go. You're too slow. If I let you go, I won't be able to finish it until it gets dark."

The sun was tilted like this. After making the jam and whipping the cream, it was time for them to have dinner. The process of applying cream and decorating could only be left to the evening.

Feng Chenghan: "..."

"Why does it smell like paste?" Leng Luoyue was whipping cream when she smelled a sweet paste smell.

She turned to look at Feng Chenghan, who was stirring the jam in the pot with a spoon and looking at her blankly.

Leng Luoyue saw the smoke coming out of the pot and the thick black-red strawberry jam, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up and pick up the pot, it's all boiled."

When Feng Chenghan heard this, he quickly reached for the two ears of the small iron pot.

"do not……"

"Boom..."

Before Leng Luoyue said "Don't hold it with your hands", Feng Chenghan was so burned that he let go of his hand and the small pot for making jam fell to the ground.

She frowned, quickly put down the things in her hands, walked quickly to Feng Chenghan, grabbed his hand, and dragged him to the ice basin, pressed his hands into it, and it had already melted a lot. In the ice basin of water.

The ice water was bone-chilling, immediately easing the burning sensation on Feng Chenghan's fingers.

"Are you stupid? The ears of the iron pot are also made of iron. You just pick it up. Isn't there a rag next to it? Use a rag to cushion it." Leng Luoyue yelled at him angrily.

Although he was yelled at, Feng Chenghan was not unhappy. Instead, he felt sweet in his heart and raised the corners of his mouth.

Ah Yue is nervous about him.

If she is so nervous, it means that she has him in her heart and cares about him.

Leng Luoyue didn't hear Feng Chenghan speak after her roar, so she wondered if her words were too harsh and had hurt him.When I looked up and saw that he was still smiling, my almond-shaped eyes widened, "You can still laugh, why don't I burn you to death?" (End of Chapter)