"Mr. Huo, I'm an actor. I've done a lot of plays. What happened just now? I'm not shy."
"Start quickly, or I'm afraid Mr. Huo's participation will not have a practical effect. We have to do it again."
This woman is really practical. When she flatters him, she calls him huoshao. When she is upset, she calls him Mr. Huo.
Besides, she was provoking him.
"Provocation is useless."
Huo Zheng sifted the low gluten flour, and leaned over to get the butter, which was just on suno's right side. He could only get the butter by passing her.
The man's hand passed behind her as if he were embracing her waist.
The distance between the two was suddenly shortened. Moreover, suno was confined between the man's hands. She couldn't move, for fear that she would stick to Huo Zheng's chest, just like throwing herself into arms.
She was upright and motionless, like a clever student.
Huo Zheng knew that she would never be a good student.
He suddenly put his bad heart in her ear and let out a little breath, which scared suno back and put him in his arms.
He said in a low voice: "Miss Su, you can't question a man's ability. If you have any questions about my ability, you are welcome to ask me at any time instead of being weird."
"The way you play in the entertainment industry, don't use it on me, or you'll regret it."
Men's words seem to be joking, but with a different kind of seriousness, people can not help but doubt that his last words are warning.
Su Nuo raised his eyes and looked at him. Huo Zheng had taken away the butter and returned to his position just now. The heavy pressure left, and the distance between them opened up again.
"Give me some sugar."
Suno was suddenly named. She took the sugar bag and asked, "just pour it like this?"
It was not weighed. She didn't know the weight.
"Down."
Always hope to give orders, men's strong let suno forget to question, can't help but listen to his instructions.
The sugar powder of white flower is poured in, Su Nuo also follows nervously.
"Stop."
Suno stops at once.
The man kneaded the dough and told suno to hit him.
Gradually, suno from the main force, into an auxiliary.
Soon, the Yellow dough was ready.
Huo Zheng smoothed the dough one by one with a rolling stick, "cute, make a shape."
Hearing that her name had finally been called, Zhu Xiaomeng waved excitedly to get close to her.
Sunuo and Zhu Xiaomeng each take different shapes to concave shape, Sunuo's childlike innocence is instantly hooked out.
She thinks these Mickey and Donald Duck patterns are so cute. She can't help but make several. Sometimes when her interest comes, she makes some pig heads by hand. Mood is also unprecedented relaxed, as if to forget all things, no pressure, to be able to do what they want to do.
Zhu Xiaomeng also learned from Sunuo, and discussed with Sunuo about the new patterns they wanted to make.
Gradually, those concave tools were abandoned by them. They only used their hands to make one pattern after another according to their own mind.
Suddenly, suno seems to think of something, she slowly to get the memory of the medal.
Hand in hand drawing patterns.
She has seen that medal and pattern many times, and now she has a very clear mind.