C389 However He Had a Load on His Mind
C389 However He Had a Load on His Mind
He really wasn't angry. If Lu Wanxin really fell in love with Xiang Junbo, he would be able to clear his mind.
Guang said in front, "Miss Tang is at home making cake for you. "
"She knows how to make cake?" Ye Zhiqiu was surprised.
"Yes, she was cooking cake when I went out. I don't know how it tastes," Ye Zhiqiu said.
Ye Zhiqiu had a smile on his face and was in a very good mood. "Then I will have a good night tonight!"
The car quickly stopped at the shore of Wutong. Ye Zhiqiu got out of the car and strode in. He heard Tang Wanting running out of the kitchen.
Her hands were covered with cream and she looked very funny.
She carefully sized up Ye Zhiqiu when she saw him. She wondered why this God of Plagues was smiling and not angry at all. Could it be that Han Muyang failed tonight?
No, if Han Muyang failed, Ye Zhiqiu would not have come back so early.
Ye Zhiqiu came back so early, it must be Han Muyang who succeeded, but why was he not angry at all?
It was really strange. Did he not mind seeing Lu Wanxin dating another man?
Even if the photos did not mean anything, But that recording Xiang Junbo had f * cking clearly said that Lu Wanxin and Xiang Junbo were hiding behind and kissing?
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, shouldn't he be furious and flip the table?
Tang Wanting really did not understand. She really did not understand why Ye Zhiqiu would be so full of smiles.
She smiled and said, "Why did you come back so early? Didn't you say it would be ten o'clock?"
"I heard you made cake. I came back early to eat cake. " Ye Zhiqiu said as he entered the restaurant.
The dining table was empty and there was nothing. Ye Zhiqiu turned around and looked at Tang Wanting. "Where is the cake you made?"
"That. . . That, it's burnt. "
"What?" Ye Zhiqiu was speechless. "Then what's with the cream in your hand?"
Tang Wanting stuck out her tongue, "The cake is burnt. I'm going to make a new one. Wait outside for a while. I'll be ready soon. "
Seeing her enter the kitchen, Ye Zhiqiu followed her in. He looked inside and his entire face was wrinkled. "How many cakes did you roast?"
"Well, I don't know what happened either. They were all burnt!" Tang Wanting looked depressed.
"You should forget about it. With your standards, you can still make cakes. You only know how to eat foodies!" Ye Zhiqiu rolled up his sleeves. "I will make it myself. "
"You know how to make it?" Tang Wanting looked surprised.
"Of course. " Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tang Wanting with disgust. "Move aside. I'll make the cake. "
Tang Wanting stood in the kitchen with admiration. She watched Ye Zhiqiu skillfully open a few eggs and separate the egg yolk from the egg. He used an egg opener to beat the egg yolk, beat the egg yolk, and made the paste. She remembered the steps of rolling melons.
Finally, she saw Ye Zhiqiu pour the paste into the mold and put it in the oven. Tang Wanting nagged at the side, "The temperature is 120, 40 minutes. "
Ye Zhiqiu sneered, "You are really a stud. "
Tang Wanting stared at the oven, and Ye Zhiqiu looked at the cream in her hand, "Are you done preparing the cream?"
"Yes!" Tang Wanting pointed at the cream as if she was presenting a treasure. Ye Zhiqiu saw that her hand was covered with cream. He stuck out his tongue and licked it. His face darkened even more.
"What did you add?"
"White sugar!" Tang Wanting looked innocently at Ye Zhiqiu and stuck out her tongue to lick it. "Why is this white sugar salty?"
"Idiot, you can't even differentiate salt and sugar?"
"No, it's Guang. He did a good job. " Tang Wanting shouted.
"What does making cake have to do with Guang?"
"I don't know about your kitchen, so I asked him to help me get some sugar. " Tang Wanting looked innocent.
"Tch! Move aside!"