【Wolves】Sugar, Spice, and Good Taste

Logan found that Scott has become busy recently, and the time to sit and write in Wolverine is less and less, which makes the dessert chef who is used to looking up at his lover during work breaks feel a little uncomfortable. As expected, getting used to it is a wonderful thing matter.

But soon, Logan turned his attention to the task at hand. He added the blueberry jam to the whipped cream, and the milky white cream was whipped into a soft light blue.A customer ordered a cake today, and specially used "angel" as the theme. Logan looked at the task written by Rogue in the notepad, it was not difficult to make a themed cake, he thought for a while and started working.

Logan feels that having a boyfriend who can write has greatly enhanced his creativity, and that has made his little desserts even more popular.

The man knocked on the glass, and Rogue responded, and carefully brought a beautifully shaped cake through the window—the two-layered soft cake in the main body was wrapped in light blue cream, which symbolized the sky, and there were snow-white dots on the sky. Fresh milk clouds, and a pair of exquisitely crafted wings came out from the gaps in the clouds, as if an angel playing in the sky accidentally revealed his whereabouts.

Rogue took a closer look at the distinct feathers made of white chocolate and cream, smiled slightly, and placed it gently in the freezer display case.Logan, who came out of the back kitchen, straightened his apron, subconsciously raised his eyes to the corner, and then moved his gaze away from the empty seat without a trace.

With the sound of a wind chime, a black-haired female customer entered the store. As soon as Rogue saw her, he stepped forward, led the customer to the display cabinet, and said, "Miss, the cake you ordered It's ready, do you want to take it away now?"

The tall guest looked at the beautiful and exquisitely shaped cake and nodded in satisfaction. She looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and said, "Wrap it up first, I'll wait for someone." Her accent had Speaking a little English, "Please give me a mango mousse, thank you." After speaking, he sat down near the front desk to rest.

Rogue skillfully boxed the cake, and the guest specially asked her to use purple ribbon flowers. Logan held the plate and put the dessert on the table: "Please use it slowly."

The triangular cake is placed in the middle of a white porcelain plate, and there is a drizzle of amber honey on top.The woman took a fork and put a piece of cake into her mouth. The sweetness melted in the mouth, and the taste was cool and delicate. The smooth cream and fresh mango puree were perfectly combined, and the sweetness was moderate.Guests felt that something was added to make the taste more mellow.

"Excuse me, is there anything else added to it?" The young guest subconsciously asked the shopkeeper sitting at the front desk, but as soon as the words fell, she felt that this question was not very good, after all, it might be someone's exclusive formula.

"Sorry, your cake is better than the one I made from the recipe, I just want to make this cake for my boyfriend once." She added apologetically.

Hearing the words, Logan looked over, tilted his head for a while and thought for a while, and replied: "Maybe what you want to ask is wine."

"Wine?" the guest repeated, Logan nodded, the man stood up and took a few steps forward, sitting next to the guest, he continued: "I just added a few drops of rum to it."

He recalled that when he upgraded the desserts, Scott complained to him that he would gain weight by trying too many cakes, and then he was dragged to "exercise and fitness" by himself.The dessert chef involuntarily cleared his throat when he lost his mind, and the customer immediately looked at him, thinking he had something to say.

Logan paused, and said, "Uh... you can add some fruit wine to make cakes, and the taste will have more layers."

"Oh," she nodded, "however, sometimes baking cake embryos is too troublesome."

"You can add butter with biscuit crumbs..." The two chatted a few words because of their cake skills. Rogue raised her eyebrows as she watched the conversation between the two, and she was bored watching the flow of people coming and going outside the store through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Then, she saw a familiar figure, Scott was standing next to an expensive sports car, because of the distance and angle, Rogue couldn't see who the driver was. While talking to the driver, Scott turned his head to look at Wolverine. When he saw Rogue waving at him, he waved back, and then talked to the man.

Rogue sticks out his tongue and walks over to pat Logan on the shoulder to get his attention.

"What's the matter?" Logan turned around and asked, under the signal of Rogue's eyes, he also saw the figure outside the store, and the dazzling reflection of the Koenigsegg CCR made Logan's eyes narrow.

Scott nodded as if in agreement, and after a while, he left the car and walked over to Wolverine.

Logan, who had good eyesight, saw clearly that the person sitting in the car was the person who had met his gaze in the conference room that day, mainly because of the beautiful blond hair that he couldn't ignore.The female customer who was waiting for someone stood up suddenly, and she asked Rogue to take out the cake, then paid and left.

Logan glanced at the location of the car for the last time, and the female guest who was carrying the cake got into the passenger seat naturally, and the sports car quickly merged into the traffic flow and disappeared.

"Who's that?" Logan asked Scott, who was back in the corner.

"Warren, his father and Erik have a lot of business contacts, and they have a close personal relationship, and we used to be classmates." Scott looked at the man's thoughtful expression, and continued, "Recently, he has a cooperative investment with a publishing house. will."

Logan raised his eyebrows, so the young man was the Warren Erik had mentioned, and the man understood why Erik favored that man—knowledgeable, well-matched.

Of course, Logan knew clearly that they didn't have anything, and that the guest just now was Warren's girlfriend, so the pastry chef, who was rejected by his lover's father, curled his lips and brought this topic to the past. Scott smiled because of Logan's rare emotion. He took out his laptop and started to do his own thing. Logan thought about it after seeing it, and brought a cup of small pudding from the back kitchen and put it on his table.

Finally, after closing the business, Logan closed the door and went to the apartment. He saw Scott, who came home a few hours earlier than him, sitting on the sofa, stroking Jim and wondering what he was thinking.

"Are you alright?" Logan asked, thinking Scott looked uncomfortable.

"It's okay." The young man shook his head.

The two of them half-lyed and half leaned on the bed and watched several talk shows for a while. Scott saw that it was getting late, so he turned off the TV. Logan propped himself up and reached out to turn off the desk lamp, but he was stopped by the person beside him.

"Scott?" Logan asked in confusion, but he didn't get an answer from the other party, but he still followed the young man's force to withdraw his hand, and then resumed the posture leaning against the headboard.

Scott's next move caught Logan unaware that the young man directly reached out to take off his glasses.The bedroom was lit with a large ceiling light, and the bright light obviously made Scott's eyes unbearable, and his expression immediately turned ferocious. Startled, Logan spread his hands over his eyes to block the light.

In response, Scott just grabbed his wrist, and Logan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't break free.Blue veins appeared on the young man's forehead because of the discomfort, and his subconsciously frowned made his whole face wrinkle. He blinked away the physiological tears involuntarily floating in his eyes with some effort, and slowly, his expression relaxed. After standing down, those eyes that had been hidden behind the lens finally met his lover's gaze without hindrance.

Logan stared blankly at the young man's moist light-colored pupils, and his eyelashes were still slender and curly after being wet with tears.The stimulation of the light made Scott's dark blue pupils shrink extremely small, and there were fine lines on the light blue irises. Because of the sensitivity of the pupils, the whites of his eyes began to be covered with bright red blood.The man saw himself with a bitter face from these eyes, and those eyes looked straight into his heart, and he suddenly felt a little at a loss.

"Abeam of sunshine in the Vinho Verde." Scott murmured, and his eyes snapped shut. Seeing this, Logan immediately turned over and turned off the light, and then opened his hand to let his warm palms attach to Scott's closed eyes. After a while, Scott said with a smile, "I'm not that fragile."

"But you have to protect them, okay?" Logan let go of his hand, and wiped the tears on Scott's face with his fingertips, "What are you trying to do?"

"A ray of sunlight in the green wine," Scott repeated, before adding, "The color of your eyes."

"You..." Logan's eyebrows were raised high, and he glanced complicatedly at the young man with his eyes closed in the dark, with a tired expression. Scott's mental Logan chuckled resignedly.

I am not the only one who is jealous.