The finale of "Favorite Concubine" was broadcast on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Gu Mianmian finished the announcement in the morning, and she could finally take a small annual leave for herself.

High-intensity work has been almost idle.

Now that she can rest, Gu Mianmian bought some fruits and a boxed lunch, ready to spend the New Year with her sister.

Because it is the Chinese New Year, there are not many people on duty at Zunning Hospital.

Gu Mianmian took a mask and walked inside with a boxed lunch.

Gu An'an lived in the innermost ward.

Gu Mianmian pushed open the door of the ward.

She looked at the scene inside the room, a little stunned.

Inside the house, Lu Zerui was taking off his coat.

It looks like I've just arrived.

In front of him, the dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings were readily available, and even the electric pot and dishes were ready.

Gu Mianmian looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, and said in surprise: "Mr. Lu? ”

Lu Zerui hung up his coat and turned his head to see Gu Mianmian.

Gu Mianmian closed the door and entered the house, and said suspiciously: "Mr. Lu, who are you?" ”

"Cook dumplings."

“……”

Of course, Gu Mianmian knew that he was going to cook dumplings, but?

"Chinese New Year."

“……”

Gu Mianmian pursed her lips, kept her smile, looked at Lu Zerui and asked, "Can Mr. Lu say a sentence together?" ”

"Cook dumplings for the New Year."

“……”

Lu Zerui's Chinese must have been taught by a physical education teacher!

Gu Mianmian struggled to organize the language.

Lu Zerui looked at her cute expression and reached out to protect her palm in the palm of his hand.

Gu Mianmian's hands, who had just come in from outside, were red from the cold, while Lu Zerui's palms were warm.

The warm current from the palm of the hand only touches the heart.

Gu Mianmian was stunned for a long time, but still withdrew his hand from Lu Zerui's palm.

Lu Zerui's movements froze in place.

He put down his hand and said, "Wash your hands and make dumplings." ”

"Okay."

Gu Mianmian took off her coat, put the lunch box aside, washed her hands and came out to make dumplings.

Speaking of which, on Chinese New Year's Eve, a day of family reunion, Lu Zerui doesn't know where to go.

People who don't know who to spend with can have a good year together.

I just hope nothing goes wrong.

Gu Mianmian washed her hands and came out, and Lu Zerui had already begun to sprinkle flour.

Gu Mianmian took a step forward and pressed her fingertips on Lu Zerui's sleeve.

Lu Zerui's movements were stunned.

But Gu Mianmian didn't care too much.

She seriously rolled up Lu Zerui's sleeve and said, "Otherwise, it will get dirty." ”

She raised her head and saw Lu Zerui looking at her.

Gu Mianmian blinked, and then realized what he had just done.

With his fingers off the cuffs, Gu Mianmian took a step back, kept a distance from Lu Zerui, and said, "I've washed my hands." ”

"Hmm."

Responding softly, Lu Zerui handed the dumpling wrapper to Gu Mianmian.

Gu Mianmian took the dumpling skin.

There was a messy and familiar sound in my ears.

She looked up and saw that the theme song of "The Beloved Concubine" was playing on TV.

It's coming to an end.

It's an end when it's finished, and it's like another end.

Gu Mianmian took the dumpling wrapper and made dumplings according to the method that Lu Zerui taught her before.

The sedan chair is really much better than before.

The two of them made dumplings relatively and looked up at TV occasionally, and they didn't have much communication with each other.

But when they stayed in the same room, they didn't seem to be so lonely anymore.

Two people made sixty-six dumplings.

Lu Zerui put the dumplings in the pot and boiled them.

Let the prince cook, Gu Mianmian was a little embarrassed.