People say that laughter is the best laugh at the end, so what is the result of laughter in front, the conclusion is that she will definitely not be able to cry.

Mo Mo looked at the fewer and fewer dumplings, and ran out again to buy the dumpling filling and rolled dumpling skin, eager to smash the pot, the pair of non-human masters and apprentices outside had already eaten six pots of dumplings, and insisted on not using spells to help her do it, the reason was that they could eat the original taste of the things made by spells!

Numbly throwing dumplings into the pot, Momo looked up at the wall clock, it was already ten o'clock, oh my God, could it be that her Christmas Eve was going to be spent on dumplings?! Mo Mo looked at the heat coming out of the pot sadly, and deeply realized the bleak artistic conception of "little cabbage, yellow in the ground, two or three years old, dead mother".

"Momo, the baby is asleep, huh~" Na Ze, who has always been a wet nurse, finally crawled out of the baby room, his face was tired, and the winged child was really difficult to carry.

"How did the baby sleep tonight," Momo said, holding the spoon and turning his head, "has grown wings, is it going to sleep standing up like a bird?" ”

"Poof", Naze was amused by Momo and patted his foolish wife's head, "He can take his wings back and sleep, our baby is an angel, not a birdman, understand?" ”

It turned out that the difference between angels and birdmen was here, and Mo Mo suddenly realized: "Understood! ”

Na Ze nodded her nose: "It's not early, let's pack up our things and go back to the castle, don't make dumplings." ”

"But they said they wanted to, how could there be a treat that didn't let people have enough." Momo stirred the water in the pot without raising his head.

"After eating early, they put away the dumplings in a Qiankun bag, probably trying to trick you into making more and keeping them for later." Naze was also dissatisfied with this.

"Ah, why didn't you say it earlier?!" Mo Mo immediately jumped up and went straight to the living room, and sure enough, he saw the master and apprentice watching TV, and a few dumplings were placed on the table as props, "After eating, you still want to go around?!" ”

"Master said it was 'I can't eat and walk around.'" Ling'er sat on the sofa and smiled happily at Momo.

Yun Zhaoying coughed in a low voice and didn't answer, who asked the woman in front of him to let him light a fire with his tail at noon! He should bring more dumplings with him.

"Cloud Shadow," Momo's gaze swept over like a searchlight, "you-"

"Silver heart, silver heart, silver heart~" A burst of baby quotations came.

"Is the doorbell ringing?" Ling'er asked in a low voice.

"Naze go open the door, who is still visiting the door so late!" The swearing words were interrupted, and Mo Mo looked unhappy.

"I, I'm going to open the door." Ling'er volunteered to open the door, then turned her head and reported to Momo, "Sister, it's the blood clan." ”

"Really?" Mo Mo glanced at Naze, Nazawa shrugged, saying that she didn't know, she had to go to the door and find that it was Tai Beisha who helped her buy vegetables today, "Ah, hello, Merry Christmas!" ”

"Hello Madame," Tybertha said in a panicked manner, her pale skin flushed, "Merry Christmas, I think—"

"Don't stand outside the door, come in and talk!" Momo greeted warmly, this Tebersha is very cute.

Tai Beisha pinched the corner of her clothes and said incoherently: "Ah, no, no, I'm the one, that dumpling......"

"You want to eat dumplings?" Momo looked a little surprised, "Didn't you say you can't eat it?" ”

"I don't know, but it smells good," Tybertha bowed her head, "I've smelled food for the first time since I became a Bloodliner." ”

"Then you can try to eat it, it's not delicious, just spit it out," Mo Mo took her hand with some distress, "Come in and sit, by the way, how can you smell the fragrance?" ”

Tai Beisha hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no, there are too many people, everyone can smell the fragrance, we just want to see what the dumplings look like-"

"So many people?!" Mo Mo listened to her words, and subconsciously looked towards the ceiling, and there were indeed blood clans standing on it, not to mention twenty or thirty, his eyes were longing, his expression was expectant, and his throat was moving, uh, it was swallowed by saliva.

"You wait, there are dumplings," Mo Mo turned around and rushed back to Yun Zhaoying's side, "Hand over the dumplings you hidden, and I'll cook them for you later." ”

Yun Zhaoying looked at the rare and serious Momo, and actually had a sense of intimacy, nodded, and casually conjured up a bowl, dumplings flew out of his cuffs one after another, each bowl was automatically filled, and then flew to the door in line.

"Wow, that's fine," Momo walked to the door in amazement, and found the bowls floating in front of the Bloodline, "Is this enough?" ”

"Ah, that's enough—" Before she could finish speaking, Tybertha looked behind Momo tremblingly.

"Momo," Na Ze walked over at some point, his face was not very good, "you go in first, I have something to say." ”

"What can't I hear?"

"If you want to hear it, just stand here, which of you will explain it to Madame?" Na Ze raised his head with a detached expression, although he was looking up at the blood clan on the ceiling, but the momentum was completely reversed.

The people hanging from the ceiling shrank back halfway, and it was strange that they dared to come out and speak.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, are the dumplings I made hard to eat, why do you look like this?" Mo Mo was a little angry, "As for putting your prince on the shelf!" ”

Na Ze was speechless to Mo Mo, who was unclear about the situation: "It's not your dumpling's problem, it's the garlic problem, you are in human society, haven't you heard the rumor that the blood clan is afraid of garlic?!" ”

"I haven't heard, you're saying they'll die if they eat it?" Momo was startled.

"Of course not, garlic is not a blessing from God, but the taste of the new blood has not been completely lost, for irritating things, they will have feelings, based on the remaining human instincts, they will want to eat, almost unable to resist this temptation." Naze sighed, "As for the rumor, it is the result of false rumors, the Senate believes that eating garlic is not in line with the noble and elegant image of the blood clan, so it is expressly forbidden to use it without permission, and Christianity does not know the truth and is mistaken." ”

"You mean I've violated the decision of the Council of Patriarchs?" Momo patted his head, looking a little dejected, "I really don't know." ”

"You don't have to pay attention to the words of the Council of Elders, and you give it to the New Bloods, and it doesn't count as their unauthorized use," Naze took her hand and brushed away the unkempt hair from the corners of her eyes, "I'm just angry that they didn't tell you the truth." ”

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, everyone has a craving," Mo Mo was a little embarrassed by Naze's obvious protection and confession, "What will happen if they eat it?" ”

"It's addictive, nothing else." Naze thought for a moment and added, "Some may also have diarrhea." ”

Hearing him say this, Mo Mo raised his head and found that a group of blood clans were still looking at him with pleading eyes, so he had to ask cheekily and carefully: "There is not much garlic in the dumplings, what is that addiction?" If it's the opium-smoking kind, forget it, if it's the kind that smokes, it shouldn't be a big problem to taste a little, right? ”

"Whatever you want," Naze sighed with a smile, stretched out his hand to encircle Momo, but suddenly frowned, and his hand paused and retracted, "I'll go in first, lest they all feel comfortable." ”

"Oh, okay." Mo Mo made a gesture of congratulations, smiled and watched him enter the door, turned around and made an "OK" gesture, "One person, not more!" ”

"Wow, thank you, Mrs. Momo!" The ceiling shook, and then, Momo regretted wanting to bite his tongue—

Oh my God, are there so many bats that can be hidden in the corner?!

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