Chapter 548 (1/2)

Xiao Yu turned around and saw that her cheeks were flushed with sleep. Her eyes were clear and there was no sense of tears.

He forgot that Pei Lijun was a woman who did not shed tears easily.

”My love, to anyone, is a burden...” She laughed and thought about Xia Ming and said, ”or something that is not worth mentioning...”

No one is willing to accept, no one is willing to cherish, so I dare not It's easy to talk about love.

Xiao Yu turned around, turned the charcoal fire in the stove more vigorously, and asked her, ”can you make dumplings?”

”No, you teach me.” Pei Lijun took his hand and dyed his white face.

Two people eye contact, Xiao Yuding looked at her, word by word said: ”do not think of other men, I will teach you.”

Pei Lijun suddenly shed tears and hung down his head in a panic, ”um...”

Xiao Yu adds meat stuffing to the dough in his hand, pinches out the good-looking pleats, and puts a round ball like Yuanbao into Pei Lijun's palm, ”have you learned it?”

Pei Lijun tears and smile, ”too fast, you slow down.”

”Slow down? Do you know it's the first day of the new year Having said that, Xiao Yu slowed down the speed in the end. The meat stuffing and dough were folded in half. From right to left, he pinched out the pleats, and made them into a group and a pile, which was a lovely little treasure.

”I'll try.” Pei Lijun was in a good mood. He reached for the dough and was stopped by Xiao Yu.

”Wash your hands first.” Xiao Yu took her to the pool, took a basin of cold water, and poured some hot water into it.

Which woman can resist tender treatment I'm afraid I'll try again.

Pei Lijun washed his hands and looked at Xiao Yu innocently.

Xiao Yu sighed and turned to go out. After a while, she came over with a light blue striped towel, covered Pei Lijun's hand, dried both sides, and said, ”use my towel first.”

Pei Lijun wiped his hands and laughed with the towel.

The towel was clean and had no bad smell, not even smoke.

…… At one o'clock in the morning, Xiao Yu cooked the first pot of dumplings, all of which were made by him. Pei Lijun's dumplings were put aside. Xiao Yu said that he could try to make fried dumplings, even if boiled dumplings. He was afraid that once put into the water, the skin would crack.

Pei Lijun doesn't matter. Anyway, she just doesn't want to eat those crooked melons and split dates that she packed.

”Xiao Yu, tell me about you.” Pei Lijun asked, eating dumplings.

”Me?” Xiao Yu looked at her, ”what do you want to know?”

Pei Lijun shook his head. ”I don't know. You can say anything.”

Xiao Yu thought for a moment, ”in fact, there is nothing to say. I grew up in the army since I was a child. My parents were soldiers. They both died because of a rescue mission. Later, general Wu adopted me...”