Even Tang Shaozhe felt a little embarrassed when he saw such obvious actions, but he didn't seem to see the attitude of the baron and his wife, and he was even optimistic. It seemed that if Tang Shaozhe didn't touch him, Mrs. Camilla would come to help.

Of course, it was not to help Tang Shaozhe refuse Miss Vicky to act coquettishly, but to ask a prince who hides his identity not to reject her daughter's wishes. If it is not enough to be touched, it is not impossible to give more.

Just from the charm revealed in Mrs. Camilla's eyes, it is not impossible for the mother-in-law to personally teach her daughter how to pass the adult level!

After shaking his head hard, Tang Shaozhe barely abandoned all the evil thoughts of his mother and daughter.

I kept silently reciting in my heart: I am a person with a wife, I am a person with a wife, I am sorry to Nana now! While reciting silently in my heart, of course, I must also stare at the wedding ring on the ring finger of my left hand and look at it repeatedly.

It’s not that Miss Vicky has become so beautiful that she is unparalleled, but it’s just that she has a certain taboo circle formed after cooperating with the mature Lady Camilla, which is always very exciting for men.

Even if you know that this is a very immoral behavior in your heart, you will feel that it is extraordinary. Of course, this stimulation mainly comes from psychological effects, and perhaps it needs to be analyzed by Freud's psychology.

After enduring the soft and numb feeling under his hands, Tang Shaozhe couldn't help but gently pinch the sharp corners of the little lotus.

Miss Vicky's face suddenly burst into countless blushings. At that moment, Tang Shaozhe felt that the sharp corners of the little lotus seemed to have become much harder. Moreover, the originally soft little head was also firm, and you could feel the heat through the clothes.

"Uh..." With a low moan, Miss Weiji seemed to be unable to stand firmly, and she seemed to be about to fall into Tang Shaozhe's arms the next moment. Of course, if there weren't many people at the scene, she might have fallen down.

This soft and endless deep voice just now came out, Tang Shaozhe was completely awake. His original fingers slowly slid from the girl's chest and fell seriously between his waist and abdomen. This time, that's right.

Well, the little girl's belly is indeed very slippery and flat, and she seems to be really not full. But what is the reason? Tang Shaozhe no longer has the heart to investigate now. People have asked you to get started, so why are you still trying to do it? Isn't it just a meal?

"Okay, okay, my aunt, don't make trouble, okay? I'll fry you a rose pie! I'm afraid you, okay?" Tang Shaozhe didn't dare to touch Vicky again. If he shouted again, would he still be alive?

Since he agreed, even the barons and couples on the dining table were shining. No one would doubt Tang Shaozhe's skills anymore. Compared with him, the reputation of Baron Brown's family is nothing.

"That's great, great!" Hearing that Tang Shaozhe was about to take action again, even Mr. Matthew couldn't help cheering.

But what is the rose pie? In short, no one present had heard of this kind of food.

Tang Shaozhe was too lazy to explain anymore, so he asked the butler Moses to direct the male servant to take out some snow wheat flour and bring some clean water.

Soon, he brought what Tang Shaozhe asked for as required, and saw Tang Shaozhe take the basin and start kneading. Whether in the West or the East, the process of kneading is probably the same.

However, Tang Shaozhe had higher requirements, and when he was getting the dough, he took out his backpack and started to fumble from it.

Others looked at him as if he was taking something out of his backpack, but who knew that he had taken out rose fragrance, white sugar, and a little yeast from his portable space. Fortunately, the things were not big in size, and there was no flaw in them.

Then he quietly threw the yeast into the dough and continued to knead. Seeing Xuemai dough constantly squeezed and closed in Tang Shaozhe's hands, it would be fine if others were, but Miss Vicky's face became more and more rosy.

Mrs. Camilla next to her noticed a strange situation and leaned over and asked in a low voice. I don’t know what Vicky said to her, but then Mrs. Camilla stared at Tang Shaozhe’s hand for a long time.

Even as the process of kneading the dough continued, two red clouds flew on her face for no reason. The baron master beside her was a little strange, and his wife's breathing seemed to suddenly become more rapid, and even her legs gradually became much stiffer.

Tang Shaozhe, who was concentrating on kneading dough, certainly didn't notice these. He knew that if the pasta was delicious, the kneading process was definitely the key. If the dough was kneaded well, the pasta formed in the end would be very vigorous.

The addition of yeast will make the pastry soft and delicious, which is his unique skill at present. I have never tasted the snow cereals brought by the Baron's house before. To be honest, it is also a good idea to make the food so unpalatable.

The quality of Xuemai is indeed good, and Tang Shaozhe can even eat the fragrance contained in it. Unfortunately, the chef's skills are too rough, the too high temperature and the poor preparation before the barbecue, which leads to the final bread being formed a little stiff.

Not only did it destroy the taste of Xuemai flour itself, but it even added some strange spices, causing the whole bread to lose color. Whether in terms of taste or softness, it is a seriously unqualified residual product.

When Tang Shaozhe finished kneading the dough, he quickly started to move. Instead, he turned the whole dough back into the basin and turned to mix the filling. Considering that the white sugar and rose red that he could take out was not much, he added pig liver.

Anyway, he just knew that the Baron family liked all kinds of parts of the pig's body. After cutting the liver into pieces and grinding it into slag, it can indeed serve as a good filling. Just do it like this, it can be considered a combination of Chinese and foreign countries!

After seeing a small bag of white sugar taken out of Tang Shaozhe, Housekeeper Moses quickly changed his face, and he secretly ran over and reported to the Baron in a low voice. The more the Baron heard, the more surprised he felt. Even Mrs. Camilla beside the Baron did not expect: "Button Moses, are you talking about it? Like snow-white sand, or frosting?"

The sugar-pressing technology on this plane is not so clever at all, and it can even be said to be extremely rough. Every time the sugar cubes squeezed are all black sucrose. But even so, it is welcomed by countless people.

Even for a noble family, it is already very amazing to be able to eat candy cubes. As for the more delicate frosting, only wealthy nobles can eat it. Even at the baron's family, I have only heard of the term frosting.

When Mrs. Camilla got married, she had a little frosting at home, and she had been consumed slowly over the years.

But just those frostings are just black frostings with relatively large grains. That's the frosting that is actually not considered frostings. It has been the pride of the Baron's family for so many years - we are also families who have eaten frostings!

Although we are nobles in small places, we are definitely not inferior to many large noble families!

After hearing the report from Housekeeper Moses, the barons and couples were going crazy: What a joke, the white frosting? Are there any mistakes? Are they all carried with them?
Chapter completed!