Mo Xueyan's first New Year to travel to this overhead continent has finally arrived.

The plum garden is full of joy, the big red lanterns are hung on the pavilion of the water pavilion, the red cage is also hung high under the eaves of the other house, and the colorful ribbons are also flying in the tops of the cold plum trees, and the atmosphere of the New Year is very strong.

As soon as she got up early and washed up, Mo Xueyan excitedly pulled Mo Qian and Mei Yuan's servants and maidservants to the kitchen, because Mo Xueyan wanted to make dumplings.

One morning, Mo Xueyan soaked in the kitchen, chopping stuffing and rolling noodles, and Mo Xueyan did a very smooth job.

Xue Yan leaned against the door and watched quietly, Mo Xueyan didn't notice him, he rolled up his sleeves, his hands were full of flour, and a strand of hair floated on his face, and he stroked it casually, and his face was smeared with flour.

Xue Yan smiled and walked in slowly, booed, and waved her hand for Mosie and the servant maid to retreat.

Walking behind Mo Xueyan, Mo Xueyan hadn't noticed Xue Yan yet, and kneaded her dough seriously, remembering the scene where she and her grandfather were cooking together.

Little her, standing on the small bench, grandpa is kneading dough as she is now, she will naughtily grab the flour and wipe her face, the angry grandfather picked up a broom and chased her all over the yard, and when she was caught to beat, grandpa was reluctant, so he just said, and then wiped her face and continued to cook.

A touch of warmth suddenly appeared on his face, and Mo Xueyan was slightly stunned, grandfather.

Turning her head to look over, she looked at Xue Yan who wiped her face, and grinned, "Male god, why are you here, don't you all say that the gentleman is far away from cooking." ”

"Cher, first, I'm not a gentleman, a gentleman is too hypocritical, I can't do it, second, I don't want my Xue'er to cook for me, although Xue'er is very happy to do this, but I can't bear it, only this once."

When the words fell, Xue Yan rolled up his sleeves and took the dough in Mo Xueyan's hand, and kneaded it with his hands.

Xue Yan's technique is very skilled, more skilled than Mo Xueyan, Mo Xueyan was stunned.

"Male god, you can also cook?" Mo Xueyan asked in surprise, completely forgetting the peach blossom soup she had eaten when she was in the peach forest.

A man can cook, it's not strange, but an ancient man can cook, that's a big anecdote, in a feudal society like this in ancient times, even the men of the peasant family were not allowed to enter the kitchen, let alone the prince of a country, this is simply refreshing Mo Xueyan's three views.

"No, it won't." Xue Yan shook his head, he would only make peach blossom soup.

"How is it possible, you are simply more skilled than me!" Mo Xueyan was a little disbelieving, and opened her mouth slightly to ask questions.

Xue Yan looked at Mo Xueyan and smiled, "This looks very simple!" Isn't it just kneading the dough, what can be difficult? ”

Xue Yan's narcissism made Mo Xueyan happy when he saw the male god with a poisonous tongue.

"It's easy! That afternoon, the male god was going to make dumplings with me. Mo Xueyan said immediately.

"Okay." Xue Yan responded, but asked again: "Xue'er, is this dumpling of yours also a New Year's custom in your hometown?" ”

"That's right! Our hometown has to eat dumplings every year for the New Year, and bread a coin in the dumplings, and whoever eats it is to wish good luck and blessings in the coming year. ”

Mo Xueyan couldn't stop when she opened her mouth, and said all kinds of meanings about dumplings, and Xue Yan understood.

"This custom in your hometown is much more interesting than eating a group meal on Chinese New Year's Eve."

The dough has been kneaded, what to do next, Xue Yan doesn't know, so she can only hand it over to Mo Xueyan.

"Of course, the New Year in our hometown is very fun, the whole family sits together, plays cards, eats Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, watches the Spring Festival Gala, is to watch the big drama..."

Mo Xueyan said as she said, her hands kept moving, and after a while, the dumpling skin was ready.

Mosie took the maidservant and brought all the various fillings that had been prepared to the pavilion of the water pavilion.

Mo Xueyan took Xue Yan and went to the Water Pavilion to teach Xue Yan to make dumplings, Xue Yan learned very quickly, and he became very proficient in just one time, and even better than Mo Xueyan's, Mo Xueyan was jealous.

It didn't take long for Mo Xueyan and Xue Yan to change their clothes at noon.

Mo Xueyan is a red silk grosgrain skirt, embroidered with golden snow, flowers floating between the skirts, hair is curled, and the six-petal snowflake buckle fixes the hair.

The snow is a crimson brocade robe with narrow sleeves, and it is also embroidered with golden snow on the hem, and the jade crown is tied to the hair.

Because Mo Xueyan said that the New Year should have a new atmosphere, and the big red is the most festive.

Looking at the snow in this robe, Mo Xueyan was completely nymphomaniac.

Xue Yan's robe formed a clear contrast with the Yuehua wide-sleeved white shirt he usually wears, which made the sense of comfort on Xue Yan's body disappear at all, but there is a kind of royal sky.

And in terms of the depth of the ochre red robe, the crimson has a touch of masculinity, only one kind of clothes, and the temperament of the whole body is a earth-shaking change.

"Male god, I suddenly don't want you to go out, if you are seen by others, I will be thankful!" Mo Xueyan hugged Xue Yan's arm and pouted, his male god was already very seductive, how could she let him be so seductive! Mistakes, mistakes.

In the past two months in Meixue County, don't think that she doesn't know which ladies are dangling outside their plum garden all day long, she just pretends not to see it, because she doesn't want to sweep her and the male god's Yaxing.

Mo Xueyan looked like this, as if the chick was guarding her food, which made Xue Yan very happy, and his Xue'er was jealous, which showed that she loved him.

"Xue'er doesn't want me to go out, but I don't want Xue'er to go out, if Mo Envy them look at Xue'er more, I'm afraid I'll kill them."

Xue Yan said something joking, but there was a hidden serious tone in his words.

Mo Xueyan immediately smiled, "Male god, we are all naturally beautiful, God has given us a good face, we have to dress up beautiful and handsome, let's go, let's go to dinner!" ”

With a smile, he pulled Xue Yan and walked quickly to the dining room.

Jealous women are not easy to mess with, but jealous men are even more difficult to mess with.

Xue Yan smiled.

In the evening, the dumplings were cooked, only a silver coin, and they were eaten by Xueyan, which was not marked by any marking, and Mo Xueyan immediately praised the blessing.

One Chinese New Year's Eve, because of Mo Xueyan's existence, it seemed to have become lively.

Lingya in the dark looked at Xue Yan with a smile on his face, and his gaze at Mo Xueyan softened a little.

Such a New Year, such a master, he has never seen it, there is no New Year in the master's world, almost every day is the same, the darkness does not see the light, maybe there is only one day that is different, that is, the day of the bloody attack, the master of that day will worry about his brother, and then hurt himself.

Ling Ya's gaze was noticed by Mo Xian, and he suddenly looked over, although Ling Ya quickly retracted his gaze, Mo Xian still found his location, and a secret weapon quickly slashed through the air.

Mo Xueyan and Xueyan, who were eating dumplings, looked over.

Ling Ya was forced to appear, staggered and stood on the ground, without waiting for Mo Xian to make another move, Ling Ya immediately looked at Mo Xueyan and knelt on one knee, "It's too late to be subordinate, please ask the young lady to confess." ”

Mo Xueyan was about to be stunned, her little hand was gently held by Xue Yan, and she condensed her voice with internal force: "Xue'er, his name is Lingya." ”

"Lingya, get up! It was not too late, just in time for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. Mo Xueyan said knowingly, remembering the group of people that Xue Yan brought to avoid Moon Ripple in Yaoyue Villa.

"Miss Xue Yan, this—" Mo Xian frowned slightly.

"Xue'er, the second owner of Hongyun Building, the adopted son of the Xiao family." The snow slammed again.

Mo Xueyan immediately repeated Xue Yan's words, looked at Mo Xian, and pretended to look puzzled, "Mo Xian, but is something wrong?" ”

Mo Xian looked at Xue Yan, and for a moment, he looked at Mo Xueyan and shook his head, "It's okay." ”