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As soon as Jun Moying returned to the Dragon Yin Palace, he was shocked by the mess inside.

On the table where they usually eat, in addition to the white flour, there are all kinds of dishes, chopsticks and knives, and it seems that there is minced meat...... The strangest thing was the three children and one adult standing in a row at the table, each of them with flour on their faces, some even on their hair, and everywhere and everywhere they were white.

The three girls of Dongyang and Bailu Baishuang could only stand aside, clean, and couldn't intervene at all.

Jun Moying raised her eyebrows, walked over funny, and asked, "What is this doing?" ”

"Can't you see it?" Feng Qian raised the thing in his hand, his face was stunned, and his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

"Yes." The man nodded thoughtfully, then looked at her with a serious face, "I really can't see it." ”

"Father is stupid!" Yao Yao giggled, and blew the ball of flour in front of her everywhere, and the "white dust" raised everywhere in the air affected everyone, especially Yi Han, who was closest to her, and her hair was already frosty white.

It's just that he didn't complain for half a sentence, and with a rare smile on his handsome little face, he reached out to find a piece of cloth and rubbed it twice on Yaoyao's face.

Jun Moying smiled: "Then tell me Yaoyao, what are you and the queen mother doing?" ”

"Make dumplings!" The child smiled innocently.

The man stared at the finished products with different shapes for a while, round, square, flower-shaped, all shapes, but there was no shape for dumplings, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes squinted at the woman beside her.

"Are you sure this is a dumpling?"

Without waiting for Feng Qian to speak, Yao Yao said again: "The queen mother said, this is called creativity, we can't stick to the rules!" As long as this name is called dumplings, it will bring a beautiful meaning to dumplings, as for the shape, it doesn't matter at all! ”

That Xiang Yaoyao said that he had a nose and eyes, and Jun Moying also said "En" as an answer, but his eyes always fell on Feng Qian's face, as if he was smiling, and Feng Qian was embarrassed to see that he was embarrassed later, and touched his face with his hand.

"Why are you staring at me all the time!" She blushed and said embarrassedly.

Jun Moying hooked her lips and smiled indulgently: "I think you are extraordinarily creative, I want to see what kind of brain can have such an idea." ”

Hearing this, the whole room couldn't help laughing, only Yao Yao looked at it as if he didn't understand, and then laughed together.

Feng Qian blushed, gritted her teeth, and touched the man's face with her floury hands, "Kindly make dumplings for you to eat, and make you laugh at me!" If you don't think it's ugly, you can do it yourself, I don't believe you can wrap a dumpling shape at a time! ”

Jun Moying didn't hide, just stood there and let her ravage her face, and at the end, he smiled and hugged her in his arms, wiping the white flour on her eyebrows with one hand, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were long and gentle doting.

"Look at your dirty, like a cat."

He was embarrassed to say, this little thing was mixed with those three children, where did he look like a mother?

It's the fourth child!

Dongyang's three girls looked at each other and smiled, and withdrew with a smile.

Feng Qian rolled his eyes and rubbed his clean and meticulous dragon robe twice, until it was also covered with flour, and then grinned in satisfaction.

"Otherwise, if you try, you will definitely not be much better than me!"