Qian Yan went downstairs, and the maids in the villa were preparing meals. When they saw her, they quickly greeted her and asked her to eat some desserts before eating.
The original owner didn't like desserts, and Qian Yan didn't like them either.
It's okay to eat this food occasionally, but it's sweet, greasy, and bad for your health if you eat it too much.
But if the original owner doesn't eat it, Mu Qiao will be very unhappy.
He would not do anything to the original owner, but he was very good at morally kidnapping him, saying that if she didn't like it, he would fire the pastry chef.
And being unable to make the dessert she likes means that the other person is not suitable as a pastry chef and will never be able to become a pastry chef.
"Miss Huo, your dessert." The pastry chef brought the dessert to Qian Yan and looked at her expectantly, "Please eat the dessert before Mr. Mu comes back."
Mu Qiao thought the girl eating the dessert was very sweet and he liked it. It was the girl he dreamed of, so the original owner had to eat it every day.
Qianyan looked at the desserts on the table, with no intention of eating them.
She is not someone who will force herself: "I'll wait for him to come back."
The pastry chef didn't say anything more. After all, he didn't dare to force her. If Miss Huo was unhappy and complained to Mr. Mu, he would never be able to be a pastry chef again.
"Make some more. One portion is not enough. Make ten portions. I'll wait for him to come back and eat together." Qian Yan said.
The pastry chef was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly.
Mr. Mu likes girls who eat desserts, so it shouldn’t be a big deal if he does more. He has figured out Mr. Mu’s character well, and he can do whatever Miss Huo tells him as long as he doesn’t dislike it.
Five minutes before Mu Qiao came back, ten desserts were ready.
Mu Qiao walked in with long legs. When he saw Qian Yan, he smiled as gentle as water in front of her, as if the person who pressed her hand with the piano in the morning was not him.
Seeing that he was about to hold her hand in distress, he suddenly noticed the dessert on the table and asked in a gentle voice: "No dessert tonight?"
He came closer to Qian Yan, and those deep eyes seemed to make people fall deeply into him. Of course, Qian Yan was not affected at all and only thought that the other person was a psychopath.
"Be good, eat the dessert and don't make me angry."
Mu Qiao didn't care how many desserts there were on the table. He picked up one and sat next to Qian Yan: "I'll feed it to you."
Qian Yan heard the breathing sounds of the helpers next to her, and when she glanced at them accidentally, she saw their faces full of envy. She was probably thinking how lucky she was to sit in her position and be treated like this by Mu Qiao, right?
Simply sick.
"They are here, I can't eat."
Mu Qiao smiled lightly and waved: "You guys can go down first."
Now, there are only two of them in the dining room.
Mu Qiao took a piece of dessert with a fork and brought it to Qian Yan's mouth. At this moment, Qian Yan took action.
In special circumstances, she used some soul power. The time was too short and she didn't have time to practice. She didn't want to endure the humiliation and bear the burden. There was no need to endure it when she could resist.
With her abilities, she no longer needs to endure humiliation and bear the burden, which is not a good feeling.
After three strokes, five and two, Mu Qiao was tied up while Qian Yan picked up a dessert and sat in front of him.
Mu Qiao's eyes darkened, but there was still a smile on his lips. Qianyan seemed to be looking at a little white rabbit who suddenly resisted, and he did not take her seriously. His heavy eyes turned into a joke: "Yan
Yan, you will make me angry if you do this, please let me go quickly, otherwise you will not be able to bear the consequences of my anger."
Qian Yan opened Mu Qiao's mouth with force: "I'll feed you dessert."
She scooped out a big lump of dessert with a steel spoon and stuffed it into Mu Qiao's mouth: "I can't keep such a good thing to myself. You seem to like it very much, so eat it all."
"I like the way you eat dessert." Qian Yan clearly didn't smile, but his tone and eyes were extremely sarcastic.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and swallow it!"