"Did you went into the kitchen to make the pastry yourself? You took quite some time to grab them, huh?" Wang Yufei teased Zhang Qin Feng when he came back with a platter of creamy, beautifully dusted pastry with the shape of a bunny.
Through the exquisite look, it was no wonder this item was the signature pastry of the Grand Season Hotel.
"Heh... Did you girls had a good talk with one another?" Zhang Qin Feng asked awkwardly. Even he had no idea why he would felt so emasculated when he's standing before the two. Perhaps, it was because he felt guilty for bedding both of them.
'What would their reaction be if they knew I had another one in the post-apocalypse? Won't I be made to kneel on top of the laundry washing board for hours if I was caught?' Zhang Qin Feng shivered from a mere thought of his own.