630 Adding Fuel to the Flame (5)

Gu Yu, who was behind Luo LIng, looked a little angry. Her Miss was not a pastry chef who specialized in making pastries. He had pastries sent to him for free and yet he still wanted to complain.

Jingzhe suppressed her laughter. Gu Yu was a blockhead and couldn't tell, but Jingzhe was smart. Young Master Luo clearly wanted to get close to Shen Miao, but he couldn't find an excuse. However looking at Shen Miao's indifferent expression, Jingzhen knew that Shen Miao didn't get it.

As expected, Shen Miao frowned and asked, Too sweet? I didn't add much sugar.

Luo Ling scratched his head in embarrassment. He thought of something and said, Ahem, Luo Tan once said that Little Cousin seems to know how to make pastries with the fragrance of fruit juice. Can you make that for me next time?

Shen Miao was stunned.

Luo Tan often came to Shen Miao to talk to her. Occasionally, she would eat the pastries on the table without being asked to. The pastries were made by Shen Miao herself, but she was not skilful at it. However, Luo Tan felt that they were delicious, so she finished the basket of pastries in one go.

The pastries were mixed with water and fruit juice, which was the way the royal chef of the Daliang Dynasty did it. Previously, when Xie Jingxing asked Shen Miao to make two baskets of pastries for him to fill his stomach while he went to kill Princess Ming An. Later, Xie Jinxing disappeared for a period of time. These days, while watching the farce in the Shen family, Shen Miao wanted to make some more to thank him.

Thinking of this, Shen Miao gradually lowered her eyes. Speaking of which, it had been a few days since Xie Jingxing left. What was strange was that there was actually no news about Prince Rui disappearing for so many days in the capital. Shen Miao didn't know if Xie Jinxing was safe. After all, he was still carrying the identity of the young marquis of the Marquis of Lin'an.

Seeing that Shen Miao was in a daze again, Luo Ling waved his hand in front of her and asked, Cousin?

Shen Miao came back to her senses and smiled apologetically at Luo Ling. I'm sorry, Cousin Luo. I made the pastry recipe on a whim. At that time, I fiddled with the ingredients and was lucky enough to make some that were actually edible, and it was all eaten by Cousin Tan. I don't know if I can make that kind of thing again.

Jingzhe, who was behind Shen Miao, widened her eyes. Shen Miao actually lied to Young Master Luo in a serious manner. Jingzhen naturally knew if Shen Miaos knew how to make the pastry or not. Shen Miao came up with the recipe in detail and made it skilfully. Why wasn't she willing to make some for Young Master Luo?

Could it be that Young Master Luo had offended Shen Miao? Jingzhe was puzzled.

Luo Ling did not expect Shen Miao to reject him and was even more embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

Shen Miao looked calm and did not reveal any emotion that would betray her. The process of making those pastries was complicated. She had made it once, but she did not have the patience to make it for others all day long. Luo Ling It was better to get the pastry chef in the kitchen to make something else for him.

While they were talking, the other person under the roof in the distance observed quietly. That person was dressed in white and had a fan in his hand. He looked like a gentleman. It was Gao Yang.

Ever since Xie Jingxing left, instructed by Xie Jingxing, Gao Yang had been staying in the new Shen mansion with the excuse of treating the injury on Luo LIng's arm so that he could protect Shen Miao at all times.

Gao Yang looked at Luo Ling with sympathy. Then, he looked at Shen Miao and shook his head, sighing deeply.