"Yes, my mother is very happy. It is also a blessing to be able to invite you, grandpa, to help us make the cake for the wedding banquet."
The warm emotions gradually spread in the eyes and spread between the eyebrows.
Bao Jinghan took a deep breath, smiled and stared at the sincere old man in front of him, and continued sweetly: "I have been to many places in the past few years, and I have tasted the special desserts in each place. But I have never been able to beat it.
In my memory, the cakes you made, grandpa, are world-class and first-class!"
"Hahahaha... Jing Nannan, your little mouth is as sweet as when you were a child. You really deserve to grow up eating the desserts made by the old man. You will definitely be happy and sweet in the future, and your life will be perfect!"
If the little granddaughter is still here, she should be like a little daughter now, right?
The old man's heart suffocated, and his gaze towards Bo Jinghan became more and more kind.
And that wish comes from the bottom of my heart and is the most sincere and best expectation!
…
I chose a seat near the inside and sat down.
Bo Jinghan leaned on the soft sofa chair, took a slender silver spoon, stirred the milkshake, and took a spoonful of it into his mouth.
The sweet and mellow taste touches the taste buds.
The cold and thick chocolate milk fragrance seems to melt on the tip of the tongue and infiltrates into every part of the mouth.
The taste is very similar to that of my childhood!
With his eyes lit up, Bo Jinghan picked up the small silver fork again and neatly cut off a small piece of black forest.
The smooth chocolate sauce is sweet but not greasy, slightly bitter but not astringent.
As soon as she tasted it, she knew it was made by the old man himself. It tasted exactly like the one she had when she was a child!
As he tasted it carefully, Bo Jinghan's eyes fell involuntarily towards the old man who was entertaining a few customers in front of the cashier, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.
She remembered that the old man handed over the store to his only son seven or eight years ago, and went home to entertain his grandson with sweets.
Although in those years, I still met him occasionally.
But I have never tasted the desserts made by him.
What was the reason that made him come out in person again?
Has his son quit?
And this store...
What is she thinking about?
Curbing his lips, Bao Jinghan couldn't help but shook his head.
Lu Yanhui misunderstood and asked her in a low voice: "What, don't you like it?"
"No, it tastes very good. It's exactly the same as what I had when I was a kid, and it even tastes better than before!"
Putting another piece of cake in, Bo Jinghan put it into his mouth gracefully and freely. While eating, he asked, "How did you know that I like the desserts here?"
"As long as you have a heart, you will know everything."
Lu Yan gave an ambiguous answer.
He was not going to tell her now that on the day she left this land, he was not far away at the entrance of the alley near the Procuratorate. He heard her calling for help, but thought he was hallucinating...
…
If time could go back again, he would definitely save her.
Just like, if he had known that he would fall in love with her, he would rather fall in love at first sight that day!
He didn't know what he was thinking, but Bo Jinghan's heart was as sweet as the taste of black forest cake.
Staring into his deep and cold eyes, she seemed to see a touch of tenderness remaining in them.
With a slight thought in his mind, Bo Jinghan put down his fork, propped his cheek with one hand, and smiled lightly and warmly: "Do you know why I like black forest cake?"
"Why?"
"Because my mother..." Narrowing his eyes, Bo Jinghan turned to look at the cake, "Flowers have their own language, and so do cakes. The black forest is the flavor of love!"
