Luo Qingyan's small eyes were filled with excitement: "Really?"
"real."
“Then I’ll try it too…” Luo Qingyan was about to pick up a disposable spoon from the side.
Go and try the piece of cake that was cut out and placed in front of Bai Ye.
Bai Ye's eyes narrowed, and with lightning speed, he moved the piece away, then devoured it in his mouth with the swiftness of a thief stealing a bell.
The cloyingly sweet cream danced wildly on the tip of the tongue.
My stomach feels like it's churning.
He couldn't let Luo Qingyan try it, because she would know he was just going through the motions as soon as she tasted it.
Bai Ye really can't appreciate something this sweet.
Luo Qingyan asked curiously, "Senior, is what I made really that delicious?"
Bai Ye thought to herself: I just didn't want to hurt your young heart.
Bai Ye said against his will, "It's delicious!"
Luo Qingyan was very happy, feeling that she actually had quite a talent for cooking.
Su Zhimeng, standing to the side, felt a slight sense of disappointment.
The junior student didn't even finish what she made.
Is it because her cooking wasn't good enough, and the junior's praise was just a way to appease her?
Bai Ye noticed that the light emanating from the angel beside him seemed to have dimmed slightly.
It must be an illusion; how could an angel ever feel down?
"Junior Luo, may I try what you made?"
She wanted to know exactly where the difference lay between what she did and what Luo Qingyan did.
I hope to improve my dessert-making skills in this way.
Bai Ye realized something was wrong and winked at Su Zhimeng, signaling her not to do anything rash.
Su Zhimeng looked at Bai Ye blinking strangely, not quite understanding what was wrong with him.
Su Zhimeng asked with concern, "What's wrong? Does your eye hurt, junior?"
white night:……
"No...it's okay. Senior, you shouldn't eat too many desserts, or you might not be able to eat dinner."
Bai Ye was still making a final struggle.
Su Zhimeng said softly, "Don't worry, it's just a small piece of dessert."
Bai Ye gave up struggling.
Luo Qingyan waved her hand, indicating to Su Zhimeng that she could eat as much as she wanted: "Of course, no problem. Senior Su can eat as much as she wants."
"Thanks!"
Su Zhimeng thanked him and was about to reach out to cut.
Bai Ye had already picked up the small plastic knife and cut her a small piece.
This was the last thing he could do: cut it into smaller pieces and eat less.
Luo Qingyan was actually very curious about what her dish tasted like that made her senior eat it all in one go.
After Bai Ye handed it to Su Zhimeng, she noticed Luo Qingyan's subtle actions.
He rushed over, snatched the knife, and cut a large piece out of the tiramisu he had made.
He handed it to Luo Qingyan.
"Try my mango tiramisu."
Luo Qingyan's face visibly lit up with happiness.
"I want it, I want it!"
The dessert was made by my senior!
Compared to this, what I made myself is no longer important; this is a dessert given to her by her senior, made by her own hands!
Hehe! I suddenly feel so happy! (●'?'●)
Su Zhimeng, who was standing to the side, hadn't even started tasting the cake yet. She kept glancing at the two of them out of the corner of her eye. When she saw that the first piece of cake Bai Ye cut wasn't for her, she felt a little disappointed.
They began to savor the dessert in their hands.
The moment she entered the mouth, Su Zhimeng's warm and gentle expression froze.
So sweet!
Su Zhimeng had always known that her junior didn't like sweet food, so she put very little sugar in the desserts she made for him, afraid that Bai Ye wouldn't eat them.
And Bai Ye ate all of these sweet things.
Then there's only one truth!
Bai Ye turned to look at Su Zhimeng and winked at her.
Bai Ye: Senior, please take care of this girl's fragile heart.
Su Zhimeng: I understand, I get it!
Su Zhimeng's expression immediately returned to its usual color, and the sense of loss that had risen before had completely disappeared.
She had understood everything, and her gaze towards Bai Ye was filled with angelic radiance.
Junior, you're so gentle!
...
Luo Qingyan had already finished the cake that Bai Ye had cut. Although it tasted much worse than her cousin who made desserts, the meaning contained in this tiramisu was indescribable.
Therefore, she thought it was the most delicious dessert in the world.
Hehehe! If only my senior could make me desserts for the rest of my life, I would definitely eat them forever and never give up! ?(???w???)?
Seeing her happy face, Bai Ye's eyes were filled with helplessness.
Luckily, she managed to get away with it by using her own desserts. If Luo Qingyan had tasted her desserts, it would have been a real blow to her.
Su Zhimeng's face flushed slightly, and she hesitated to speak, "That..."
Bai Ye asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Senior Su?"
"Could I... try some of what my junior made?"
She was very curious about the desserts her junior made. Last semester, when Bai Ye was still a freshman, the former president of the club had organized a similar event.
However, Bai Ye didn't participate too often last semester because she was busy dating.
When Bai Ye participated before, the two of them were already working at the milk tea shop, but they weren't very familiar with each other.
Moreover, Bai Ye was quite introverted at that time; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him socially anxious.
Back then, I didn't even have the courage to make eye contact with girls; I looked so... cowardly.
However, Bai Ye is much better now than he was a year ago.
Although my social anxiety still flares up occasionally, it's no longer to the point where I avoid eye contact with girls.
It can be considered that he has made considerable progress.
Even though the junior has many shortcomings, he also possesses a unique charm.
Bai Ye patted his chest and said, "Of course, senior, you can eat as much as you want."
"Arigato!"
Bai Ye shuddered, wondering why Su Zhimeng suddenly spoke Japanese.
Su Zhimeng's eyes flashed with doubt: "What's wrong?"
Looking at the innocence in her eyes, Bai Ye silently swallowed.
"No...it's nothing!"
I never expected that my serious and dedicated senior would say such a cute thank you.
After all, the angelic senior is beautiful and has her own aura, so saying thank you in Japanese always feels inexplicably cute.
...
"You can take the desserts you make back home for your roommates or friends to try, or you can set up a stall to sell them at the small stall between the two campuses."
Su Zhimeng said this, but she estimated that no one would sell it.
Firstly, the amount each person can make is limited, because most of them are freshmen who don't know how to make it, so we're afraid of making too much and wasting it.
They probably don't even have enough for themselves, so they basically won't sell it.
Another thing is that the weather is so hot now, setting up a stall is like going to a sauna.
In conclusion, not many people would set up a stall there; she was just mentioning it casually, just in case someone was interested.
We'll definitely be setting up stalls there afterward. As an experiential activity, it can also count as volunteer hours, so students who lack volunteer hours will definitely participate.
But the new students have just enrolled, so there's no rush to set up stalls yet.
In this way, the desserts they made all found a sense of belonging in their hearts.
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