Luo Xiaoqian stretched the egg beater towards the egg liquid and tried to turn on the switch.
puff!
Because the angle was wrong, the cake splashed out all of a sudden. She was startled, instinctively exclaimed, and hurriedly took out the egg beater.
Seeing the egg liquid on the egg beater being thrown onto her body, Leng Zimo hurriedly stretched out his arms to hug her, grabbed her palm and helped her turn off the egg beater switch.
"Thank you!" Luo Xiaoqian turned around and smiled back at him, "I'm sorry... I was too stupid!"
Seeing the egg liquid on her little face, Leng Zimo just chuckled, took the egg beater from her hand and put it aside. He casually pulled out a tissue, held it with one hand, and held it with the other.
He caught her attention and gently wiped the egg liquid splashed on her face.
His palms were dry and warm, and his fingers were not rough, but felt very warm. Where the skin touched, you could really feel the temperature of his fingers.
The two of them were so close that she could easily smell the faint scent of tobacco on him that was similar to chocolate.
Unconsciously, Luo Xiaoqian thought of the dream just now, the lingering and crazy dream, her heartbeat unconsciously lost its original rhythm, her breathing became a little heavier, her little face became flushed, and her feces was white.
Revealing an alluring pink color.
She lowered her face, not daring to look at him, for fear that something strange would happen to him.
Her eyes were just at the same level as his shoulders, so that when she looked straight, she could just see his neck.
Leng Zimo was just casually wearing a white shirt that the maid found for him. Outside was the most ordinary kitchen apron. Both the apron and the shirt were the simplest ones, and they were not famous brands. But when it came to
His body still has the texture of a model's promotional photo taken in a print magazine.
The two buttons on the white shirt were loose, his collarbones were half-covered and half-exposed, and she could easily see a piece of his chest.
His skin is as porcelain white as jade, and his body that works out regularly can still be seen through his clothes with beautiful lines. He is strong but not too muscular, and just the right amount of firmness.
Luo Xiaoqian felt that her lips and tongue were a little dry, and her heart was beating faster and faster.
Leng Zimo carefully wiped off the egg liquid splashed on her face and hair. Looking at her slightly red face, he lifted her face up with a little force and met her gaze in confusion.
"How are you?"
"Ah..." Luo Xiaoqian turned around hurriedly, "Let's continue, let's continue!"
She actually fantasized about him because of a dream, Sissi, you... you are so lustful, you!
Feeling contempt for herself in her heart, Luo Xiaoqian took the eggbeater again.
Leng Zimo guessed something from her look, smiled, and stood beside her. He stretched out one hand from her side to hold the basin of eggs, and held her hand with the other hand.
Hold the palm of the egg beater, turn on the switch, and carefully feed the egg beater into the egg liquid.
Her back was against his chest, and her palms were held in his big hands. In this posture, her whole body seemed to be held in his arms.
Xiao Qian, don’t think too much, I’m just teaching you how to make cakes!
In her heart, Luo Xiaoqian reminded herself again and again.
Leng Zimo stood behind her, focusing on the egg liquid at first, smelling the light fragrance on her hair. His face lowered unconsciously, and he came closer to her. He put his face close to her hair and breathed deeply.
