The two walked on the street with snowflakes fluttering, but they didn't feel the cold, and Liang Peijun was wearing a scarf, which looked more charming. Back at the county office, since it was not early, everyone basically fell asleep.

Mo Li and Liang Peijun came to the kitchen lightly, found flour, and Mo Li began to make peace.

Liang Peijun also watched Mo Li busy with interest, watching him make wonton noodles, because she didn't know how to do it, but she had eaten wonton noodles made by her mother when she was a child.

Speaking of which, Mo Li is really good at making wonton noodles, in his previous life, he was also born in an ordinary family, sometimes his parents are busy with work and he is not at home, he makes his own food, this wonton noodles can also be regarded as his specialty dish.

After making good noodles, Mo Li found another piece of meat and a few eggs, chopped the meat with a few mushrooms, fried the eggs into egg skins and shredded them, and made them into fillings to wrap the wontons.

Then roll the noodles, this rolling noodles pay attention to kung fu, the more times you roll the noodles, the more chewy the noodles are, the better they taste. Mo Li rolled out the dough and cut it into noodles, cooked it in a pot, scooped it up and put it in cold water.

Then chop the cabbage, stir-fry the minced garlic and shallots until fragrant, put water in the pot and boil, put the wontons in and cook, then put the soup into the bowl with the noodles, sprinkle with a handful of chopped shallots, and you're done!

Liang Peijun watched Mo Li finish all this from beginning to end, and suddenly felt that this little rascal, his current husband didn't seem to be so bad, at least he was still sincere to himself. Just because he said that he wanted to eat wonton noodles, he went back home and cooked it for himself, which made Liang Peijun feel a little moved.

You must know that in this era, the consciousness of male superiority and inferiority of women is very serious, and cooking is usually considered a woman's vocation, and men, especially "big men" like Mo Li, who have heavy soldiers, will be laughed at if they cook in person.

The two of them each came to Liang Peijun's boudoir with a bowl of noodles, this time they were busy, but it took a lot of time, mainly because Mo Li had never been in the kitchen since he came to this era, and he was very unfamiliar with the kitchenware and utensils of this era, everything was purely natural and handmade.

Liang Peijun took a long neck and inhaled the hot aroma, and said happily: "It's so fragrant!" ”

Mo Li smiled: "Eat and eat, is there a familiar taste?" ”

Liang Peijun immediately couldn't wait to take a bite and exclaimed: "Hmm! Not bad, it's delicious! I didn't expect you to make wonton noodles! Although there is still a little gap compared to what my mother did, it is quite good! ”

"Huh, huh? Just be delicious. Mo Li was also very happy to see that she was eating happily. After being busy for a long time, he was also a little hungry, so he picked up chopsticks and ate them. This is the first meal I made in the Ming Dynasty, the taste is really good, it seems that although I haven't cooked for a long time, but this craft is still not falling, if it is not for this troubled times to live, with our craft to open a noodle restaurant can also feed a family~

"By the way, you're not from Hejian Mansion, how can you make this kind of wonton noodles? My mother said that this wonton noodle is made by southerners, and even in the south, it is rarely eaten. Liang Peijun asked while eating.

"Well, this is what I learned from a brother in the south, he was a fellow, but unfortunately he died in the battle of the Daling River last year." Mo Li casually found a reason and got past.

But it's really wronged, the masters who taught him things in his mouth are basically dead people~ Woohaha, it's really decrepit.

The aroma of wonton noodles was particularly enticing on this cold night, and the two of them quickly finished eating. Liang Peijun silently cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

At this time, it was already more than eleven o'clock at night, and the two sat in relative silence in the room for a while, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Husband, husband, it's not early, if you want to, go back and rest early......" Liang Peijun said with his head down, his face a little red.

"Peijun, let me stay here tonight, okay?" Mo Li looked at Liang Peijun and said expectantly.

"Hmm......" Liang Peijun glanced up at Mo Li, and then quickly lowered his head, and his face was even redder as a mosquito and ant.

Mo Li was overjoyed, and couldn't help but feel excited in his heart, this pretty Lori beautiful girl who usually coldly rejected people thousands of miles away finally accepted herself, which made him not ecstatic.

"Husband, husband, if I get some hot water, you can scald your feet first, the weather is cold." Liang Peijun changed so fast, and suddenly became a gentle and considerate little lady.

This made Mo Li flattered, and couldn't help laughing at himself, he knew that a bowl of wonton noodles could get her, so he should have found a chance to cook~ Wow Ka Ka.

After soaking their feet, the two went to bed to rest. Liang Peijun and his clothes were lying inside, and his body trembled slightly.

Seeing that she was so nervous, Mo Li couldn't help but feel a lot of headaches, thinking that Lin Guo wasn't so nervous at the beginning. This man just can't be compared.

Mo Li gently hugged Liang Peijun, feeling her body tremble even more. This little Lori,It's so sensitive.。

Mo Li said considerately: "Lady, you are tired, why don't I give you a massage." ”

Liang Peijun did not speak.

Mo Li put his hand on her shoulder and rubbed it gently. Liang Peijun resisted at first, and his muscles were tense all over his body. But as Mo Li's gentle and well-placed massage techniques were performed, he gradually relaxed, closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and from time to time he let out a slight hum or two.

Suddenly, Liang Peijun felt a chill on his body, and was startled, and hurriedly pressed his big hand and said, "Husband, I, I'm afraid ......"

"Lady, don't be nervous......"

Mo Li's lips and tongue domineeringly plundered Liang Peijun's first kiss, making her feel ashamed, but also as if she had a strange joy, she couldn't help but tremble, gently closed her eyes, and awkwardly responded to his plunder......

Liang Peijun only felt as if an unprecedented pleasure was gradually getting out of control, which she had never experienced before. However, along with the pleasure comes an indescribable discomfort, always feeling that something is missing, as if falling into some kind of emptiness.

Suddenly, Liang Peijun felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he couldn't help but be ashamed, and said with a red face: "Husband, don't ...... there Yes! ”

Liang Peijun's voice didn't fall, but he felt a strange feeling coming, and it felt very trembling.

Liang Peijun's crisp moaning echoed for a long time in the spring night, adding a different mood to the quiet night.

Since she met Liang Peijun, she has always given Mo Li the impression of a hot millet pepper, although she also wanted to fly with her at the beginning, but she didn't expect this day to come.

It's like a dream.

In the dream, Mo Li felt that there was a soft grass under him, and Liang Peijun, a proud little rouge horse, finally tamed him and galloped on the happy grassland......