The oil boiling in the pot was mushy, and Meng Wan hurriedly touched it on Reelde's lips. Then he dragged the bowl into the pot, and this time Reeld did not hold on to the bowl again, but touched his mouth and giggled.

He also glanced at Wang Gan, who was pulling the windowsill, intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of smugness in his expression.

"Ahhhh Let me go! Let me go in and slaughter that bastard!" ”

With his hand on the window frame and one foot on the window edge, Wang Qian's eyes were on fire. Ah Niu, who was dragging him behind him, was pulled forward by him several steps.

Ah Niu was still trying to regain Wang Gan's senses, "Doctor Wang, calm down. Mr. Reard's child is now a child, and doesn't Durant always want to kiss his sister? ”

"Is it the same? Is it the same? How old is Dolby, and how old is this king bastard? Don't stop me, let me go in and kill him! ”

The movement outside the house could not disturb the two people in the house.

Reald pretended not to hear, but Mengwan really couldn't hear. Now in her ears, apart from the roar of the hood, it was the crackling of hot oil in the pot.

Bring to a boil in the hot oil and add the noodles and chopped chives. In the crackling sound, the smell of green onions mixed with the aroma of lard rushed straight to people's noses. While the oil is still hot, stir quickly to prevent the chopped chives from burning. After the lard with flour and chopped chives cools, it is a must-have puff pastry in the Dragon Tiger Fight.

One part of the sobered dough is paired with two parts of hot noodles, and then kneaded again. Divide into large and uniform agents, and stuff each agent with chives the size of pigeon eggs. Knead it into a rugby ball, then press it into a tongue shape, and roll it up again and press it again.

After pressing this time, you have to put it aside for half an hour, and repeat it three or four times to pass the level.

Reald grabbed the corner of his coat and looked at it for a while, then rolled up his sleeves and began to stuff the puff pastry into the agent.

Meng Wan caught a glimpse of Reelde's movements, "Your hands are burning fire, and your face will be dirty." ”

"I washed my hands, and I ...... gentlely"

Reald was aggrieved by Meng Wanyi, pinching the dough in his hand, and looked at Meng Wan.

Mengwan looked down at the dough on the board, and it was indeed clean. Looking at Reard's hands, they are also clean and without a trace of dust.

With a friendly smile, Mengwan raised her arm, and then smoothed Reald's back and forth a few times, which was regarded as an apology.

"It's me who is bad, Jon is not angry with me, okay?" Meng Wan said with a smile.

Reald didn't give up at this time, pinching the dough and crying, that was called a grievance.

"Wanwan murdered me."

"I'm in a hurry......"

"Wanwan murdered me."

"I don't, I'm not worried about you getting sick if you eat dirty things."

"Wanwan murdered me."

No matter how Mengwan explained, Reald only repeated: "Wanwan murders me". The unreasonable appearance made Mengwan also at a loss.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, okay?"

No, Mengwan had to beg him for mercy,

Reald zeroed his lips and leaned in front of Mengwan: "Then you have to kiss it." ”

"Kiss me, and I won't be angry."

Meng Wan laughed and twisted Reard's face to the side.

"Then you're angry."

Reald twisted his head and stared at Meng Wan in disbelief for a few seconds. Suddenly, a cry erupted in alarm.

I saw Reald sitting on the ground, his legs constantly kicking out. Even if the ghost cried wolf, the tears kept falling.

"Wow! Wanwan doesn't want me anymore! I'm running away from home! ”