Qi Jingsheng hurriedly said, "Master Hou hasn't tasted it yet, so I'll take out a few more pieces."

"No," Ye Siming quickly refused, with a calm voice and dark eyes surging: "I'll eat what's on her plate."

Gu Nuo'er held the plate and handed it over.

Ye Siming raised his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Gu Nuoer deeply.

That means as if to say, with flour, hands are so dirty that they are fed by humans!

Gu Nuo'er had to dig a little with a spoon and bring it to Ye Siming's lips.

The little girl probably didn't see his vinegar smell.

She just blinked her moist and bright eyes, her long eyelashes flickered, and her pink lips said, "Try it, it's really delicious!"

Ye Siming bowed his head, but did not eat, just said, "I can't reach it."

Gu Nuo'er opened her doubtful eyes.

She put it all over his mouth!

The little girl stood on tiptoe and almost put the spoon in his mouth.

Who knew that Ye Siming tilted his head slightly, and in an instant, the bridge of his tall nose rubbed against the tip of Gu Nuo'er's nose.

With neat movements, and with inexplicable intimacy, she rubbed off the flour she had previously stained with.

Gu Nuoer was stunned, but Ye Siming had already opened his lips and bit the cake into his mouth.

After a short taste, he raised his arrogant eyebrows and commented sincerely: "It's very sweet."

Uncle Chen was arranging the cages with his back to them, and he smiled when he heard the words: "If the princess and the marquis like it, I think 'Yingrihong' will definitely be popular."

Qi Jingsheng didn't know what was going on, but his ears were so good that he could hear Ye Siming just now, and he seemed to let out a faint chuckle.

Afterwards, I heard Gu Nuo'er whispering tenderly: "Brother Siming, want to bully me again?"

Ye Siming replied lightly with a smile, "It's just for you to clean it up."

Angrily, the little girl quietly twisted his waist.

Originally, I wanted to grab his flesh to show that I was powerful.

However, Ye Siming didn't have any excess fat on his body.

She touched the back of his waist, as if wiping oil.

Ye Siming's eyes deepened, and he turned his head to look: "Want to touch?"

Gu Nuo'er's eyes were rounded, and a pink and white face rose to the red glow: "Don't talk nonsense!"

She put the plate down and ran away as if escaping.

When he reached the door, he turned his head angrily, his eyes were full of bright eyes, and his black eyes were even more attractive.

She stared at Ye Siming, her face flushed.

"Uncle Chen, brother Jingsheng, I'm going back to the palace first, so I'll leave brother Siming here and learn how to make cakes with you. He can't learn 'Yingrihong', so he's not allowed to leave!"

After all, the little girl made a face at Ye Siming.

Slightly!

She carried her skirt and trotted away.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows happily.

Uncle Chen leaned over silently.

I don't know what's going on, but Her Royal Highness the Princess has become angry with the Hou Ye?

"Master Hou, do you study..."

Ye Siming glanced at him and chuckled: "Why don't you learn, the princess's royal order, this marquis obeys everything."

Qi Jingsheng listened on the side, admiring Ye Siming even more in his heart.

Legend has it that the Lord Hou Ye, who was one enemy over a thousand, put down his sword and was willing to be trapped in the kitchen to learn this little cake.

...

Gu Nuo'er took the carriage, and the blush on the little girl's face disappeared after she left the street of the Four Seasons Sugar Shop.

Her eyes were black, like a pair of shining grape pearls.

The little girl touched the tip of her nose.

She muttered to herself, "Just wipe it well, Brother Siming is really!"

Suddenly, the carriage stopped abruptly.

The driver said outside: "Your Highness, it seems that someone has fainted in front of you."