Sweet Heart in Honeyed Desire

Until Yu Yi and Luo Hao left the restaurant, Tang Mi was still complacent.

Yu Foreman drifted to her like a ghost, and asked, "What did President Yu say to you?"

"Oh, he boasted that I made the cake well."

Foreman Yu's eyebrows moved twice, and Tang Mi watched vigilantly: "I tell you, works of art like President Yu belong to the public, you should never want to monopolize."

Tang Mi left her mouth and said nothing, and the foreman went on to say, "Hey, I also know that Yu is always very attractive, the long legs, the thin waist, and the body ..." Yu foreman said here and buried shamefully He looked down, "Do you guess what General Yu's kiss will smell like?"

Tang Mi said: "I guess it's minty."

"why?"

"Crazy cricket."

Foreman Yu: "..."

"I said that it must be strawberry cream, and the girl's love is no better than strawberry." Yu foreman fantasizes.

Tang Mi spit out the word maiden in her heart, and suddenly said, "Manager Zhang is good."

A foreman, the foreman, picked up the plate and smiled with a smile on his face: "Ah, I'm so busy, I'm leaving now."

When she finished speaking, she quickly left. Manager Zhang watched her go away, picked up a macaron Tang Tang placed on the table and asked, "Can you give me one?"

Tang Mi nodded: "Of course you can."

Manager Zhang took a bite of the blue macaron in the corner of his mouth. Tang Mi kept looking at him, his eyes narrowed like a cat, and he said to her, "I changed my mind, and you really are more suitable for the kitchen. "

Tang Mi laughed: "Thank you."

After the noon engagement banquet, many guests came to dinner in the evening. Because it was the first day of opening, the restaurant was extra busy. It was not until 9:30 that the restaurant was officially closed.

"Everyone has worked hard, go back to sleep well." The manager locked the restaurant door and said good night to everyone, and the employees did everything.

Tang Mi looked at the time and felt that she could catch the last bus and walked to the bus station alone. She is alone on the platform, but there are still many pedestrians coming and going on the street, so she is not afraid, not to mention there is a billboard next to her with a strong man on it, which says "Caring for Men's Health" A few big characters.

The mobile phone in the bag vibrated. She thought it was Fu Xin's call. She took it out and found out that it was an unknown number.

Because she has submitted a wide range of resumes before, she has received many interview calls in recent times. But hr hasn't finished work so late, it is also very dedicated.

She answered the phone and was about to say that she had found a job, so a pleasant male voice came from the earpiece: "Can you go back to the restaurant now?"

Tang Mi opened her eyes with surprise. This was a melancholy voice. She wouldn't hear it wrong, but there was a clear difference between the melancholy and the melancholy, because she only knew that the other party was laughing.

She stunned for a while while holding the phone, and only said, "Mr. Yu, I'm Tang Mi."

The gloom on the other side of the phone chuckled: "I know."

...... So don't you really find the wrong person?

Tang Mi hasn't cleared up her confused thoughts, and a depressed voice came from the earpiece: "I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

When he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Although Tang Mi didn't know what was going on, the big boss ordered her to dare not disobey, so she returned to the restaurant again and again.

There is a car parked in front of the restaurant. The owner is undoubtedly depressed, but it is not his usual introverted Bentley, but the legendary pick-up artifact Lamborghini.

Tang Mi couldn't understand any more. She glanced at the restaurant door. The door locked by the store manager had been opened again. She took a deep breath and pushed in the door.

Hearing the bell at the door, Yu Yi glanced back and saw Tang Mi standing blankly behind her, with a natural smile on the corner of her mouth: "You are coming, sweetheart."

...

Sweet, sweetheart?

Tang Mi suddenly felt like being struck by thunder. His father Yu always seemed to be possessed by something strange! Should she call 110 first or call an ambulance first!

"What's wrong with you?" It seemed that Tang Mi was attracted by the unpredictable expression, stood up in depression, leaned over to her, and looked at her with interest.

Tang Mi discovered at this time that Yu always had dimples! God, I want to poke! No no no, now the top priority is, should we always call Yu an ambulance?

She breathed for a long time and finally made a sound: "Yu, President Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Yi said, "I'm fine."

Liar! How could you call me sweet! How did you laugh at the dimples!

"Oh, but I came to the restaurant because I wanted to eat the cake you made, and I found that you are off work." Yu Yi's tone sounded a little regretful. "Can you help me make one now?"

"Dang, of course." Tang Mi put down her shoulder bag and walked into the baking room with the same hands and feet.

Yu Yi looked at her behind him and couldn't help laughing: "I'll calculate overtime for you, sweetie."

Tang Mi slaps at his feet, and almost thumps to the ground.

The smile on Yu Yi's face was even greater.

Tang Mi washed her hands, thinking that it was too late now and could not do anything too complicated. There are some cake pieces and fruits left today, so make a simple little fruit cake.

After making the decision, she started to do it.

Yu Yi sat opposite her, watching her whipped cream, mashing fruits, and decorating the cake. The two had no communication during the whole process, but the atmosphere was not embarrassing, but there was a kind of relaxation.

Tang Mi was so shocked by the depressed "sweetheart" that he calmed down at this time. She found that the depression was really different from usual. His hair was deliberately messy, and his clothes were not neatly dressed as usual. The top two buttons of the white shirt were not buttoned, showing a part. Beautiful clavicle. Because the shop only turned on the lights in the baking room, it was dim in the depressed position.

Tang Mi was terribly aware that Yu Yi exudes a layer of mysterious sexy.

After she made the cake, she thought about taking out another piece of matcha cake from the refrigerator—the one that the bride left her, but she was too busy today to have time to eat.

She walked over with two plates of cake and put the matcha cake in front of the gloom.

Yu Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at Tang Mi: "I told you I don't eat matcha cakes."

Ah, I still remember what I said, and there was no mental disorder, so what's wrong with it?

Tang Mi smiled at him and gave him the fruit cake in front of him: "I'm sorry."

Yu Yi smiled at the corner of her mouth, picked up the spoon on the plate, and smashed a piece of cake. The raspberry and jam were exposed: "Oh, it's very beautiful and the color is the same. Did you add raspberry juice to the cream?"

"Yes."

Yu Yi put the spoon into his mouth and ate the cake in one mouth: "The vanilla cake is very soft, the cream has a light fruit flavor, and the sweet and sour taste of the jam, the happiness is about to explode on the tip of the tongue." He said Here smiled at Tang Mi, "It's more delicious than I expected."

Tang Mi never thought that it would look so good when she smiled, especially the two charming dimples on her cheek ...

She looked at him for a while and finally couldn't help asking: "General Yu ..."

"Don't call me President Yu." The opposite man interrupted her. "My name is Yu Xin."

Just at this instant of flint, Tang Mi's IQ surged, and suddenly understood what was going on: "You are President Yu's twin brother?"

Yu Xin's mouth seemed to twitch a bit before she said, "No."

Yes, he knows what President Yu said, it should be President Yu himself. But Yu would not be too busy playing this role-playing game with her.

Tang Mi's eyebrows frowned, and Holmes said, excluding all impossible, no matter how bizarre, the remaining answer is the truth.

She snorted softly: "Is it double personality hahaha?"

"Yeah." Yu Xin admitted very readily.

Tang Mi stiffened, Yu Xin looked up from the cake and glanced at her: "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

Tang Mi: "..."

It feels like I can't live tonight.

After Yu Xin finished eating the cake, he said to Tang Mi with satisfaction: "It's so delicious, but it's easy to gain weight by eating cream cake in the evening." He said here and suddenly blinked at Tang Mi. Blink, "Do you know, a piece of cake like this has about 3,000 calories, which is about the same amount of calories as kissing for three minutes."

Tang Mi: "..."

Wait, what does this suggest? Does she soon know what the taste of President Yu's kiss is? !!

Yu Xin looked at her ears that were gradually reddening, and her eyes were full of smiles: "What are you thinking?"

"... No, nothing." Tang Mi buried her head and ate the cake. She only hoped that the matcha powder would be bitter, and bitter.

Yu Xin supported her chin and looked at her opposite: "It's a pity that I don't eat matcha cake."

Tang Mi asked subconsciously: "Why?"

Yu Xin smiled at her and stood up from her chair and said, "I'll take you home."

The phone in Tang Mi's bag rang in time, this time it was really Fu Xin.

"Fuxin? I'll be right back, I know!" Tang Mi hung up the phone and stood up, "I've packed up here."

Yu Xin took her arm and raised her brows slightly: "Is your boyfriend just now? Are you living together?"

Tang Mi smiled for a moment, then laughed out: "Although the name Fu Xin is a little man, but she is a pure girl, you would not be happy if you said so."

Yu Xin paused slightly and let go of her hand. "Well, I'm sorry for your friend. It's late, I'll take you back."

Tang Mi quickly packed the dining table and went out with Yu Xin. Lamborghini opened the door coolly, and Tang Mi looked around a bit at a loss when he sat up.

Yu Xin got into the car after he locked the shop door. He glanced at Tang Mi, with a slight bend in the corner of his mouth: "Fit a seat belt, sweetie."

Tang Mi: "..."

She really ... couldn't stand it.

"That general Yu ..."

"Call my name."

Tang Mi stumbled and changed his mouth: "Mr. Yu, aren't you really teasing me?"

Yu Xin's eyebrows moved, with a hint of mischievous slyness in her eyes: "You can treat you as melancholy."

Tang Mi was trying to figure this out along the way, which was more serious than reading comprehension. When Yu Xin sent her downstairs, she frowned slightly at the building in front of her: "You live in this kind of place?"

"Er ... it's cheap here." Tang Mi quickly unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and went on, "Goodbye Mr. Yu."

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