A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Yes, my mother is very happy. It is also a blessing to invite you, grandpa, to help us make the cake for the wedding banquet."

The warm emotions gradually spread out in the eyes and spread to the eyebrows.

Bao Jinghan took a breath without leaving a trace, stared at the sincere old man in front of him with a smile, and continued sweetly: "I have been to many places in the past few years, and I have tried the special desserts in every place. But I still can't get enough of it." As far as I can remember, the cake you made, grandpa. World-class, top-notch!"

"Hahahaha...Jing Nannan, your little mouth is as sweet as when you were a child. You really deserve to grow up eating desserts made by the old man. You will be happy and sweet in the future, and your life will be fulfilled!"

If the little granddaughter is still there, she should be like a little girl now, right?

The old man felt suffocated in his heart, and looked at Bao Jinghan more kindly.

And that wish is also from the bottom of my heart, the most sincere and best expectation!

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I chose a seat on the inside to sit down.

Bao Jinghan leaned on the soft sofa chair, holding a slender small silver spoon, stirred the milkshake, and took the spoon into his mouth.

The sweet and mellow taste touches the taste buds.

The cold and thick chocolate milk aroma seems to melt on the tip of the tongue and soak into every part of the mouth.

This taste is very similar to when I was a child!

As soon as his eyes lit up, Bao Jinghan picked up the small silver fork and neatly cut off a small piece of the black forest.

The smooth chocolate sauce is sweet but not greasy, slightly bitter but not astringent.

As soon as you taste it, you know that the old man made it by himself, and the taste is exactly the same as the one she ate when she was a child!

Savoring carefully, Bao Jinghan's eyes fell involuntarily on the old man who was entertaining a few guests in front of the cash register, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

She remembered that the old man had handed over the store to his only son seven or eight years ago, and went home to have fun with Sun Xiangqingfu.

Although in those years, I still saw him occasionally.

But he never tasted the dessert he made himself.

What is the reason that made him come out of the mountain in person again?

Has his son quit?

And this storefront...

What is she thinking about? !

Pursing her lips, Bao Jinghan couldn't help shaking her head.

Lu Yanhui made a mistake and asked her in a low voice, "Why, don't you like it?"

"No, it tastes good. It's exactly the same as the ones I ate when I was a child, and even better than the previous ones!"

Inserting another piece of cake, Bao Jinghan put it into his mouth gracefully and freely, and asked while eating, "How do you know that I like the dessert here?"

"As long as you have the heart, you will know everything."

Lu Yan gave an ambiguous answer.

He is not going to tell her now that the day she left this land, he was not far away, near the alley near the procuratorate.He heard her cry for help, but thought he had an auditory hallucination...

If time could be restarted, he would definitely save her.

Just like, if he knew that he would fall in love with her, he would rather fall in love at first sight that day!

I didn't know what he was thinking, but Bao Jinghan's heart was as sweet as the taste of Black Forest cake.

Staring into his deep and cold eyes, she seemed to see some tenderness remaining in it.

With a slight movement in his mind, Bao Jinghan put down the fork, rested his cheek with one hand, and smiled lightly and warmly: "Do you know why I like Black Forest cake?"

"why?"

"Because my mother..." Bo Jinghan narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the cake, "Flowers have a flower language, and so do cakes. The Black Forest is the smell of love!"