Uncle Gen patiently explained: "Don't worry, childe, this dumpling is actually quite simple, but you can't use brute force, just use your thumb to gently pinch the dough together with skillful force." ”

Shen Hong tilted her head, remembering Lou Yajun's words in the morning that you are really useless, she was instantly full of mental power, now she is a man by her side, of course she has to learn to cook and take care of her, and she must not be weaker than them, hum!

In this way, Shen Hong squatted in the kitchen all afternoon, making a large number of miserable dumplings, and Uncle Gen finally couldn't help but persuade: "This son, if you like to eat dumplings, the minions will send some to the young master after wrapping the dumplings, and then send some to your room, why do it yourself." Although they didn't know where this little boy came from, Miss A-Ning said that it was a distinguished guest, so it was naturally a distinguished guest.

Ying Hong raised his hand and wiped his cheeks, and didn't care about the flour on his face: "Actually, I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I've never been in the kitchen at home before, but now that I'm married, and I'm away from my wife, and I can't do anything, my wife dislikes me and can't do anything, so I want to learn something." A little embarrassed, he lowered his head and played with the flour.

Uncle Gen understands, it turns out that this beautiful little boy came to learn to cook because he was disgusted by his wife, but he didn't expect that this little boy didn't seem to be old enough to marry and have a wife, I don't know what kind of character his wife is.

As the sun sets, the afterglow is projected into the kitchen through the cracks in the branches, and the dark red is bent over and stands there, the golden afterglow shining on his red clothes, the beautiful face, the perfect side face, is amazing.

However, someone didn't keep bowing his head and wrapping dumplings by himself, he suddenly stood up, and his voice was full of joy: "This time I made a total of thirty, and I believe that this time it will definitely not be scattered." ”

He also wrapped a lot of it before, but several times when he got out of the pot, the skin was directly scattered, and the filling inside was all exposed, floating on the surface, all failed, so he had to make persistent efforts, and now it is finally wrapped.

Uncle Gen came over to look at the last round of dumplings he made, and nodded: "It's much better than before, and the appearance is also a lot better, this time it will definitely not be exposed, son, you go wash your hands, we will cook it in the pot immediately." ”

Stygian Red was obviously in a good mood, and walked to the side with a smile and waited patiently. And Lou Yajun, who had slept all afternoon, also woke up faintly here, looked around the room and didn't see the dark red, although he felt strange, but he still patiently lay on the bed and waited.

Minghong waited for a while and the dumplings were finally cooked, he ran to take a look, his eyes widened, and his eyebrows smiled: "Haha, I'll just say, this time it will definitely be successful, Uncle Gen thank you, I'll serve it to her first." With that, he left with a bowl of hot dumplings.

Lou Yajun, who was lying on the bed, waited for a long time and didn't see anyone, and she had some doubts in her heart, it stands to reason that the owner of Sword Mountain Villa doesn't care about her, but it makes no sense for Ying Hong to care about herself, she has been awake for so long and there is no one, is something wrong?

Thinking that he was afraid that something would happen to him alone, he sat up from the bed with difficulty covering his wound and wanted to go to him.

As soon as he got off the soft couch, the door was opened, and a young man in red walked in with a bowl of something that he didn't know and was steaming.

"Where have you been in all this time?" The voice was a little low and condensed, in this strange mountain villa, she was already injured and she couldn't find anyone, I don't know if she would be worried? This damn guy.

The voice was a little cold, and the dark red naturally heard it, thinking of the hard work of squatting in the kitchen in the afternoon to learn this, isn't it all because of her, and now she is still putting on a face to show herself, and suddenly feels that she is a little self-inflicted doing this, and with a bang, she put a bowl of dumplings on the table, sat down with a straight face and twisted her neck: "I don't care where I go." ”

Lou Yajun frowned, that calm and calm appearance, if it weren't for the fact that her pale face exposed the fact that she was injured, people who didn't know really thought she was fine, pursed her lips and walked to him and sat down, looked at the dumplings in the bowl that were not very good-looking, frowned, and instantly understood when she saw the flour on his cheeks, remembering what she said in the morning, you are indeed very useless, this guy will not go to the kitchen to make dumplings after leaving in the morning, right?

Pursed her lips, raised her hand to wipe the flour off his cheeks, she looked away as if she was angry, her hand paused in mid-air, and without hesitation, she reached out to wipe the flour off his face: "Don't move, your face looks like a cat." ”

The red no longer moved, and she didn't shy away from staring at her face, the two were so close, the gentleness in her eyes was sinking, and the hot breath poured on his face, but this kind of gentleness was only for a moment before she withdrew her hand, looked at the dumplings in the bowl, and was a little uncertain: "This, did you do it?" ”

Shen Hong's eyes glared: "Hurry up and eat, don't worry that the poison won't kill you." ”

Oh, the dead duck has a hard mouth, how can Lou Yajun not know that this guy has been pleasing himself, and he can't say what it feels like in his heart, dark red, how can this king He De let you do this to me.

After tasting it, it tasted delicious, and I was a little surprised: "You didn't make this stuffing, right?" "She didn't think this guy could make such a delicious filling.

Ying Hong nodded a little embarrassedly: "I'm only responsible for the bag, the stuffing was made by someone else in advance, and it was a little rusty for the first time." Thinking that Lou Yajun said that he was lazy to take other people's things and said that he did it himself, he hurriedly said, "But it was indeed I who did it myself, and I didn't ask anyone to help." ”

The appearance of serious explanation made Lou Yajun's heart hurt, she didn't understand what Ying Hong liked about herself, and she didn't understand why such an arrogant person as him repeatedly bowed to herself, he was a prince, how could the most noble prince of the underworld show such a pitiful appearance, but she did relent, held his hand on the table and looked at him fixedly.

Such a sudden movement frightened the dark red, looked up at her in a daze, and looked at the deep and dark eyes and couldn't extricate himself from it, and couldn't help but call: "Yajun" They have only known each other for a few months, and even he himself doesn't understand why he is so infatuated with her, knowing that the moth fights the fire, but he still chooses to marry her as he hesitates.

Her voice seemed to float in the vastness, falling on his heart and blooming, she said: "Hong'er, you are the king of this king, how can this king be willing to let you do these rough work, a really good woman will not let her husband personally cook for herself, you just need to stay obediently by the king's side and share the prosperity, okay?" ”

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