Is the shadow in my heart already strict to this kind of process?

It seems that after leaving here, I will have to go to the psychiatric hospital......

"Lolo...... Lolo ...... Lolo? The deep and melodious voice of the Shadow rang in his ears.

"Huh?" Feng Luoluo came back to his senses, "What's wrong?" ”

"Luo Luo needs help? I've grown so big that I haven't made my own cake yet, so I've always wanted to try it. Hell rolled up his sleeves.

He took the initiative to speak, and Feng Luoluo couldn't refuse, so he could only nod and agree, "...... All right. ”

The two of them worked together to take out the ingredients in the refrigerator and began to make zuò.

Hell has never been in the kitchen, and seems a little clumsy.

Feng Luoluo didn't dare to let him do too complicated things, so he asked him to help beat an egg.

Result -

"Be careful!"

Feng Luoluo shouted, quickly unplugging the whisk.

But it was too late, and the cakes splashed out and were everywhere.

On the table, on the floor, on the materials...... It's all slimy, a mess.

Especially Mingyu, the black handmade shirt is completely ruined, and her face and hair are all ......

"Young Master Hades, are you alright?"

"It's okay......" Hell hesitated, his eyes not open.

Reaching out to rub it, he was stopped by Feng Luoluo, "Don't move!" The egg wash ran into the eyes, and it would be even more uncomfortable to rub it. ”

As he spoke, he pulled the tissue and wiped the egg wash off his face.

Hades sat in a chair, and Feng Luoluo stood in front of him, wiping it carefully.

From a certain angle, it was as if Feng Luoluo was bowing his head and kissing the underworld......

The monitor rotated silently, recording.

Feng Luoluo was worried that something would happen to his eyes in the underworld, so he wiped them very intently, and didn't notice at all, and every move of the two of them was all filmed by the surveillance.

"How? Does my eyes hurt? ”

"It's a little dry......," Hellworld frowned, uncomfortable.

"It's because suddenly you wipe it with a lot of paper towels, and you close your eyes and rest for a while, and you'll be fine."

"Hmm." Hell closed its eyes.

Feng Luoluo took advantage of his rest to clean up the kitchen, and asked the servant to bring clothes over and change them for the hell.

Feng Luoluo's meaning is to let the underworld go back to her room to take a shower and change clothes, so that she can concentrate on making zuò cakes without being disturbed.

When the servant heard this, he said, "Young master, next to the kitchen, there is a small living room for the cook to rest, and there is everything in it, so the young master can go inside and rinse it off." ”

With that, he opened the door.

"......" Feng Luoluo's idea of taking advantage of the top branch to go to the underworld failed, so he had to follow the servant's words, "Young Master Hades, you go take a shower and change the clothes on your body, it's all the fishy smell of egg liquid, and it will be uncomfortable to smell." ”

As he spoke, he was going to give his clothes to hell and let him go in by himself.

As a result, his hands were full of egg liquid, and he must have been stained with his clothes.

It was not enough to leave it to the servant, so I had to go on my own and deliver the clothes to the living room.

Next to the living room, there is a large refrigerator, and there are cabinets and ovens next to it, blocking the figure of the servant.

What was captured by the surveillance was the picture of Feng Luoluo holding his clothes, walking into the living room, and then entering the hell and then entering ~ in......

Originally, after Feng Luoluo took too much of his clothes, he was going to leave immediately-

The fruit used for the cake decoration was cut and left to dry outside in contact with the air, which was easy to taste, and she had to do it quickly to keep it fresh.

Besides, it is not appropriate for her to stay in the bath of hell.