Chapter 689: Jun Shao Returns (1)

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On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, people came and went in the morning, people bought New Year's goods, and by three o'clock in the afternoon, there were few people on the street.

The sound of firecrackers came and went, and the laughter of families drifted through the gate and into the street.

Yin Wushuang was wearing a white turtleneck, a black trench coat, leggings, and a pair of boots, and bought ingredients for one person in the supermarket.

Chen San also left in the morning, saying that Dijing's relatives called him back, so she let him go.

A gust of north wind blew, and the accumulated snow on the branches suddenly fell on the top of Yin Wushuang's head.

She reached out and flicked it away, the coldness of her fingertips making her suddenly feel lonely.

It's the end of the year, and the king still hasn't returned.

She is the only one left in the huge villa.

After collecting the collar, Yin Wushuang carried the ingredients and returned to the seaview villa.

As soon as he walked to the door of the seaview villa, Yin Wushuang noticed that something was wrong.

Couplet...... Good fortune...... as well as lanterns......

Yin Wushuang took three steps back, looked at the door number, and furrowed his eyebrows.

There's nothing wrong with the house number.

She let go of her senses, and after not spotting the rest, she loosened her brow.

It should have been arranged before Chen San left, but he had a heart.

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After pushing the door open, Yin Wushuang was stunned again.

What's going on in front of you?

The original simple and elegant villa decoration has changed, and the walls are hung with candlesticks, and the red candles on the candlesticks are burning and burning.

On the sofa are two half-human-tall brown bears with cute expressions.

On the dining table, there is also a bouquet of red roses, red roses are budding and waiting to be released, with a little water droplets, crystal clear.

The curtains are closed, which also makes the room appear warmer.

Yin Wushuang let go of his divine sense again, but still didn't find anyone, so he changed into slippers, took off his windbreaker and hung it up, put the ingredients into the kitchen, and began to prepare dumplings.

After the filling of the dumplings was ready, she took out the dumpling wrapper, took a little filling and put it in the middle, and then closed it awkwardly.

As soon as she placed the wrapped dumplings on the cutting board, the dumplings fell down.

Liu raised her eyebrows, and she straightened the dumplings again...... Then the dumplings were crooked again, and it looked funny when they lay down.

She lifted it up again, and the dumplings poured again.

……

Yin Wushuang thought for a moment, twisted his eyebrows, took the dumplings back, and rewrapped them.

Although her cooking skills are not bad, she doesn't seem to be able to learn how to make dumplings and zongzi.

Making dumplings is more difficult than cultivating and prominking.

In the Qiankun Continent, she will also eat dumplings on the night of the New Year, and she can't make dumplings, so she will hand them over to Wuchen.

Dust-free other ingredients can't be made, but the first-hand dumplings are good-looking.

Every year on the night of the New Year, Wuchen is responsible for making dumplings, and she is responsible for stir-frying.

This year......

It seems that this dumpling is destined to be badly wrapped.

Yin Wu held the unformed dumplings in both hands and suddenly lowered his head.

In the last life, no matter how lonely she was, there was always Wuchen by her side.

Maybe it was the depression in her mood, maybe it was the gap in her heart, in an instant, her thoughts about that domineering man began to grow wildly.

Reading and reading, a shallow anger rose in her heart for no reason.

What about coming back at the end of the year?

That's it, she's not a vexatious person, maybe she was delayed by something.

Thinking like this, Yin Wushuang cleaned up the emotions in his heart and wrapped the dumplings again.

Spread the dumpling wrappers flat, take the filling and place them in it, then fold the dumpling wrappers, pinch the sides, and then ......

A slight wind swept past him, and Yin Wushuang reflexively turned his head to look at the window on the left.

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