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Bai Yaoyao watched from the side, watching Duan Yanhao quickly clean up the skin and internal organs of the hare and pheasant.

She admired in her heart, "Duan Yanhao, I really didn't expect that you are a young marshal, and you can do anything." ”

"To be a soldier, you start from the basics, these are all to know, although I am a young marshal, but I also want to be able to do anything, or how to lead the soldiers under me."

Bai Yaoyao's eyes lit up, "So, you can do anything, almighty"

"It can't be said to be omnipotent, that is, in order to complete the task successfully, all kinds of things have to be trained, what you are exposed to now is only a part, and you will have to learn it in the future."

It's all done, when making dumplings, Bai Yaoyao rolls the skin, and Duan Yanhao wraps it.

Bai Yaoyao looked at those beautiful dumplings like ingots, and the more she looked at them, the more she liked them.

She still remembers that when she first made dumplings, she still felt that she made them very well, and asked Duan Yanhao to roll the skin, and finally learned that people looked better than her whether they rolled the skin and made dumplings.

I remember someone saying that men are also born with artistic cells when it comes to cooking.

At that time, after seeing Duan Yanhao's craftsmanship, she had to agree.

After the dumplings came out, when Bai Yaoyao tasted the first bite, she felt that the taste was particularly delicious, "It's really delicious." ”

"This rabbit meat is the most pure and natural, and the taste is naturally different from ordinary pork dumplings."

Because it was delicious, Bai Yaoyao almost held her stomach, and in the end, Duan Yanhao put away all the dumplings, and she was not allowed to eat them again, and if she ate again, she would have a bad stomach, and she would not have to rest for a night.

"Duan Yanhao, why are you so ruthless?"

"Bai Yaoyao, it's not your way to eat it, it's still a little quick-frozen, if you want to eat it, you can make dumplings another day."

Bai Yaoyao grinned with her teeth, she found that by Duan Yanhao's side, it was really easy to relax.

She closed her eyes and said softly in her heart: Xirong Ziye, farewell, we should all have our own lives.

Country E

After Xirong Ziye held a press conference, it caused a sensation in the whole country.

There was an uproar, and the major newspapers were full of headlines about the president, and reporters had all kinds of speculation.

There are also people in the love academic community who began to write feature reports, and began to speculate on all kinds of sidelines.

There has been a craze on the Internet.

"Our president is so good, so infatuated, hey, I don't know who the woman he loves is"

"You said that if you saw the news, would you forgive the president?"

"If I were that woman, I would definitely forgive."

"Not necessarily, a woman's heart is the most fragile, and if it is injured, it is injured, just like glass, it can't be repaired if it is broken."

"But I still praise the president for his courage, he can openly admit it for the sake of what he loves, which is rare."

"I've found that since the press conference, everyone's support for the president has been at an all-time high."

Because of the sensation of this press conference, Yun Bilu knew about it at Norbia University, and when she knew, she turned on her computer and started to check the latest news as soon as she started.

Browsing line by line, even she couldn't help but be surprised.

Yun Bilu hurriedly turned on her mobile phone and began to look for Bai Yaoyao's mobile phone number, but when she dialed it, it was already down.

She was anxious and depressed, and wanted to run to the army to find Bai Yaoyao.

Gritting her teeth, Yun Bilu called Huang Yize, that military brother was known to Huang Yize, and she believed that Huang Yize must also know where Sister Yaoyao was. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.