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新年到！12星座也來一款自己的專屬甜品吧！

小編不信星座，但是有甜品的話，關注一下還是可以的哈！

白羊座摯愛甜品：榴蓮飯

很多白羊座都是極端的甜食愛好者，他們對甜品的愛好也充滿了挑戰精神，特別喜歡那些味道強烈，甚至有點沖鼻的，令普通人接受不了的甜。榴蓮是大部分白羊座的摯愛，充滿性感的香味簡直跟白羊座對甜品的欲望一樣來勢洶洶，加上糯米制成的榴蓮飯，滿足了白羊座對純粹而濃郁的味道的渴望。

金牛座摯愛甜品：雜莓撻

金牛座的嗜甜如命在十二星座中數一數二，正因爲嗜甜，所以他們對甜品的要求普遍都很高，首先要求色彩漂亮，其次追求口感紮實，並且他們一點不喜歡那些亂七八糟的所謂創意甜品，把傳統的口味做到最精美才是金牛座尋求的至高境界。

雙子座摯愛甜品：焦糖布丁

有人说双子座的味觉还保留着童年的记忆，一切带有奶味和糖果味的甜都能让他们的精神为之一振。所以焦糖布丁应该是双子座最喜欢的甜品之一了上层是脆脆的焦糖口味，下层则是甜得简单直接的蛋奶口味，两种味觉合一，既好吃又有趣，当然可以让双子座吃得不亦乐乎。

巨蟹座摯愛甜品：雙皮奶

如果有家甜品店打着自家制的招牌，那巨蟹座就一定会被吸引进门。双皮奶有着朴素的外表，简单的工序，但恰恰就是最难做的那种甜品，失之毫厘，差之千里。巨蟹座会告诉你，做出好的双皮奶的关键，在于要用心！最简单清爽的风味，往往最难得。

獅子座摯愛甜品：紅酒煮梨

帶點酒味的菜肴往往很討獅子座的喜歡，甜品也是一樣，不僅吃著讓人覺得口感特別，並且微醺的效果是獅子座認爲的一餐飯的最理想收梢。年幼的獅子座可能會在吃完飯後吵著要點一個美酒火焰冰淇淋，而成年後的他們最愛則是紅酒煮梨，因爲夠經典，夠難做，並且酒味更透徹。

處女座摯愛甜品：京都麻薯

京都麻薯做工精巧，不僅甜度很低，且咬感一流，黏而不膩，糯而不松，實在很考甜品師傅的功力，也很對處女座的挑剔味覺。並且還帶著一種處女座很愛的老牌老派老字號的作風，實在是跟處女座很合。

天秤座摯愛甜品：奶油可麗餅

天秤座喜欢一切包馅的甜品，最好是外表圆润可爱，内里丰富甜美的那一种，实在很符合天秤座的自恋情结。天秤座出门的时候买零嘴会选择奶油馅的泡芙或者奶油馅的面包天秤座的另一个特点就是偏好奶油类的食品，如果在街头看见了制作得特别卡瓦伊的奶油可丽饼，天秤座一定会想要尝试。试想一下，薄薄的饼皮包着大团的奶油以及各式馅心，简直是为天秤座度身定做一样。

天蠍座摯愛甜品：巧克力暖心蛋糕

巧克力對天蠍座有著致命的吸引力，當然，是純正的黑巧克力，苦味勝過甜味的刺激口感是天蠍座迷戀的境界，所以說到甜品，天蠍座的首選定是材質高級的黑巧克力制成品。巧克力暖心蛋糕更是巧克力領域的頂級甜品，不僅考驗廚師手藝，外冷內熱的火山熔岩般的特質更是體現了天蠍座強烈的個人特質。當然，好的巧克力暖心蛋糕可遇不可求，所以天蠍座盡管會每到一處都必點此款蛋糕，但能夠贏得他們好評的卻實在不多。

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