There were four or five dessert chefs standing in the kitchen. Jun Shiling was surrounded by them and was looking at the ingredients beside him seriously.
Hearing Xia Wanyuan's voice, Jun Shiling looked up. His hand was still stained with flour.
"Are you done?" Jun Shiling smiled. "Wait for me in the living room first. I'll be right there."
Xia Wanyuan looked at him suspiciously before returning to the living room.
Not long after, Jun Shiling walked over with a small plate of exquisite snacks.
"Try it." Jun Shiling picked up a piece and handed it to Xia Wanyuan.
Xia Wanyuan opened her mouth and bit it. It was neither sweet nor greasy, and it was fragrant and pleasant. It was the peach blossom crisp that Xia Wanyuan liked to eat very much.
"Why did you suddenly think of doing this?" Xia Wanyuan chewed twice and Jun Shiling handed her a cup of warm water. It diluted the sweetness and left a fragrant taste.
