Just as Feng Luoluo turned to leave......

"Lolo? What are you? The voice of Hell for help came from the bathroom.

Feng Luoluo wanted to leave secretly, but his brain made another command and blurted out, "I'm here, what's the matter with Young Master Shen?" ”

"I forgot to bring in the bath towel, it should be on the couch."

This means that Feng Luoluo will help with the bathroom.

"......" took a bath without a bath towel, Feng Luoluo was really speechless about the underworld.

He stood there and didn't move for a long time.

How could she possibly get a bath towel for Hell?

It's a very intimate thing, and it's easy to get it wrong.

Prepare for the help of the maid.

As a result, the door was empty, where was the figure of the servant?

“……”

“……”

“……”

Feng Luoluo froze there, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Lolo?" The sound of hell came from the bathroom.

“…… I'm here. ”

"You can help me take off the bath towel and put it at the door."

“…… Okay......" Feng Luoluo reluctantly responded, moved the chair over, and put the bath towel away.

Then, he quickly left the living room and went to work on the cake.

Half an hour later, Hell came out of the living room, already dressed in clean clothes, his hair undried and dripping wet.

At this time, Feng Luoluo's preparations have been almost done, the cake has been sent to the oven to bake, and the next step is to make zuò jam and wait for the cake to be baked.

Hell came and said he wanted to help.

His attitude was very sincere, Feng Luoluo was really hard to refuse, so he had to ask him to help stir the blueberry jam that was being boiled, and be careful not to burn it.

Prepare the cream and other garnishes yourself.

Ten minutes later, the cake was baked.

Feng Luoluo carefully took it out and cut off the excess and unsightly parts to make it look like three layers.

On the other side of the underworld, the blueberry jam is also boiled.

Feng Luoluo's thick blueberry sauce is carefully spread on the cake body, and the basic appearance of the cake is formed.

Next, there are some creative decorations.

Hell watched Feng Luoluo holding the whipped cream, and his expression was eager to try.

"Do you want to try it?" Feng Luoluo blurted out.

As soon as the words came out, Feng Luoluo really wanted to slap himself.

Why did she ask that?

It's finally going so smoothly, what if you get it everywhere as soon as you intervene?

It's a trivial matter if you get dirty on your body, and the cake that you finally made has to start all over again because it is damaged......

Feng Luoluo is not too troublesome to redo.

She's not a good cook, but she's not bad at baking.

Make a cake, that is, a few hours.

Feng Luoluo was just worried, Shen Yu was here, she couldn't concentrate on doing it at all, he would always do something for himself at the most critical time......

Feng Luoluo really let the underworld go.

But the words are all spoken, and it is impossible to take them back.

I can only bite the bullet and patiently teach him how to decorate the cake.

Fortunately, the brain of Hell is easy to use, and there are some painting skills, unlike beating, which has no contact at all, and is clumsy.

Soon, he got the basics up his sleeve.

Although the drawing is a little crooked, it is already very good for a beginner.

Feng Luoluo doesn't have high requirements for him, so it's good if he doesn't make the cake into four.

Feng Luoluo put the finished cake in the refrigerator to keep it fresh.

When I turned around, I found that Hades was busy with the rest of the flour and didn't know what it was doing.