Chapter 351 Make Soup for Her to Wash Her Hands

Everyone stared at Meng Ying, wondering what was wrong with her.

Meng Ying stared at the snack, "I tasted like my husband."

Lanchen smiled and said nothing.

Meng Ying took another bite, narrowed her eyes, suddenly put down the plate and dropped the spoon, and rushed out to the back kitchen.

She is familiar with any place in the Lan Yun clubhouse, and no one stops her.

Her face, but the boss made every employee remember it clearly.

When she arrived at the back kitchen, she saw Mu Yuansheng standing in the work area, with his sleeves rolled up, carefully making a cake.

Meng Ying smiled.

The man did it very seriously, and didn't even notice that someone was looking at him with tender eyes.

His movements are becoming more and more proficient, and there is a pleasing beauty in every gesture.

I heard from Aunt Lian that when he made a cake for the first time, he spent some time and wasted some materials.

Today, his skills are more refined than professional pastry chefs.

"Miss Meng." The pastry chef greeted Meng Ying when he saw Meng Ying.

Mu Yuansheng raised his head and bumped into those tender eyes, which became extremely gentle.

"Why are you here?" Mu Yuansheng stopped what he was doing and looked at her intently.

"Lan Meili said that Master Wu made a new pastry for me to try. This taste is incredible. I have tasted my husband's taste, so come and have a look." Meng Ying walked to him and looked at the pastry standing aside. "I just thought, could it be that Master Wu stole lessons from my husband?"

Master Wu smiled, "I want to learn too, but I can't."

"My husband's craftsmanship is so high?" Meng Ying held Mu Yuansheng's hand with some pride, and looked at him with a smile on her face.

"Craftsmanship can be learned, but that love cannot be learned. What Mr. Mu added to Ms. Meng's pastry is what we people lack." Master Wu looked at the young couple with eyes full of love. Full of envy and love.

At first glance, the identities of these two are not bad, but the interaction between them and their attitude towards them all make people feel happy.

Look at this Mr. Mu, who quietly came here to make snacks for Miss Meng. This kind of friendship is already very rare.

In today's world, how many men are willing to make soup for women to wash their hands?

What's more, it's someone like him who seems to have an extraordinary family background.

Looking at Ms. Meng again, it was just a snack, and she immediately tasted like Mr. Mu.

If it wasn't for people who love each other very much, how could there be such a tacit understanding.

Meng Ying said with a smile: "Master Wu's dim sum, I am afraid that only your wife can taste the difference."

Master Wu smiled embarrassedly.

But it can be seen that he and his wife are also very affectionate.

"Wait a minute, this cake will be finished soon." Mu Yuansheng patted her hand.

Meng Ying let go of him and stood aside to wait.

She didn't go to see him make cakes before. Some people work in the kitchen because they don't want to be surrounded by others.

"Husband, are you nervous?" she asked.

"Why are you nervous?" Mu Yuansheng never took his eyes off the cake.

Meng Ying said: "I'm watching here, are you not nervous?"

"not nervous."

As soon as the words fell, the cream on his hands crooked.

Meng Ying pursed her lips and smiled, not revealing.

Mu Yuansheng acted as if nothing had happened, and calmly made decorations.

When a cake is ready, the person next to it helps pack it.

"Should I go home, or continue to your circle of friends?" Mu Yuansheng twisted the cake after cleaning up, and asked for her opinion.

Meng Ying thought for a while, "Qingcheng is still there."

Zhang Tian had such an accident, she couldn't leave Qingcheng there alone.

The two returned to the box together. When they saw Mu Yuansheng, they stood up together. Except for Zou Jiao, everyone said in unison, "Hi brother-in-law."