After such a long time, Tang Yu is still not used to the title of "Heroic Lord".

Xinuo now fully understood how to get along with Tang Yu, so he deliberately smiled and readily agreed: "Okay, husband."

Tang Yu: “!”

Now Xino's acceptance is really getting better and better.

Tang Yu took a deep breath and decided not to dwell on this topic anymore. So he took out some freshly baked butter cookies and used a rather awkward but effective way to change the subject:

"Want some delicious butter cookies?"

Xino: “Eat!”

At first, Tang Yu really just wanted to develop a little hobby for himself, but he actually learned a lot while staying in the dessert shop. There was no other way, his philosophy was that it would be a waste not to learn.

The result is that what we make now is actually quite decent.

Seeing that Xinuo didn't even care about his mysophobia, Tang Yu picked up a small biscuit and put it into his mouth. Then he casually said, "If you can't finish it, you can take it to share with your colleagues?"

Xino elegantly wiped away the crumbs left by the biscuits with a handkerchief, raised the corners of his mouth and refused firmly: "No need."

“They don’t like eating these.”

Tang Yu: “…Really?” Then why are there always female insects coming into the store every day?

He thought female insects liked to eat these little things.

"Yes," Xino added reasonably, "Those female insects in the military hate eating these sweet things the most."

"Okay then." Tang Yu nodded in belief.

Seeing Xino picking up the cookies one by one and putting them into his mouth, Tang Yu suddenly felt that this small plate of cookies seemed not enough for Xino to eat alone.

Perhaps this scene was too contrasting. The female insect who was usually cold in front of outsiders was now eating cookies non-stop. So Tang Yu subconsciously wanted to take out his light computer to take a picture of this scene. However, after searching both pockets, there was no trace of the light computer. Tang Yu had no choice but to ask Xino for the light computer.

Xino didn't think much about it. As soon as Tang Yu stretched out his hand, he gently placed the laptop in Tang Yu's palm, and then concentrated on eating the cookies.

Look, I can’t care about anything else except delicious food.

A smile welled up in Tang Yu's eyes, and he took Xinuo's light brain to record this scene. After recording, Tang Yu went to flip the film and was about to see how it turned out, but his finger flipped one more picture forward.

Hey...why is it me?

Tang Yu was very sure that this was him, and a very fresh him, because he had only worn this yellow checkered apron with the teddy bear to work today.

Tang Yu flipped through the photos silently, and finally raised his head and stared at Xinuo thoughtfully:

"Xino, are you secretly saving my photos?"

Xino's hand that was pinching the biscuit suddenly stopped in mid-air.