Since ancient times, the Spring Festival has been a very grand festival for the Chinese people, and the family reunion is a thriving scene.

When the two returned to Qingcheng together, it was the lunar New Year, the sparse street scene was filled with red, Yu Wu and Xie Jinchuan returned to the Xie family's old house, An Yi was in charge of the kitchen herself, she talked and laughed with several servants and pinched out one after another full shape dumplings.

Seeing the two of them walking in with gift bags, they just stretched out their hands and signaled, "The fog is back." ”

Yu Wu let go of Xie Jinchuan's hand and wandered into the kitchen, seeing that the dumplings that had not yet been wrapped were a little eager to try, An Yi glanced at her and smiled, "Go wash your hands and come over to help your mother?" ”

"Okay."

Yu Wu pulled up the cuffs of the knitted sweater, revealing a white wrist, she pinched a piece of rolled dough with her fingertips, and followed the maid to put the meat filling on the dough, pinching both sides and folding it in half.

An Yi put her hands together, squeezed and pressed easily, and a round and full dumpling took shape from her palm, on the other hand, Yu Wu twisted the dumpling skin one by one, twisting out a other shape that was not round or square.

Provoked the servants to laugh, Xie Jinchuan walked in at some point, he lowered his eyes and looked at this strangely shaped dumpling, and smiled at the corner of his lips, "You wrapped it?" ”

Yu Wu: "......"

"Your wife is responsible for eating it."

An Yi pushed the ugly and fat dumpling in front of Xie Jinchuan, and the servant on the side of her head explained with a smile, "I will give the young master a separate pot for a while, and I will cook the mist bun." ”

Xie Jinchuan snorted lightly, as if considering that it was his dinner, he stretched out his arm next to him, grabbed Yu Wu's fingers, and taught her to make dumplings, "First put the dough in the palm of your hand, put the filling in the middle, and pinch it tightly with your thumb and index finger." ”

Now the dumplings seem to have a dumpling-like appearance, and they are no longer the peculiar shape that is not square and round.

Yu Wu suddenly realized, twisted his body, broke free from Xie Jinchuan's help, and decided to show his skills, and all kinds of actions were completed like an assembly line, like a dumpling, but lying on the board softly.

An Yi glanced at it, "It's okay, it's already good, it's all eaten by Jinchuan anyway." ”

At the dinner table, the dumplings in Xie Jinchuan's bowl were a little open, and the edges were not pinched tightly, resulting in this situation, the clear dumpling soup also became turbid, Yu Wu glanced at it, and said in a low voice: "Don't eat this, I'll go and bring you a bowl of freshly cooked." ”

When the words fell, Xie Jinchuan raised his hand and pressed it on her arm, "It's okay, Mrs. has to finish eating it." ”

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After the new year, Yu Wu began to get busy, the screening of "Ruomeng" has begun, considering that she is from Qingcheng, Director Jiang specially arranged three screening ceremonies, and she took two tickets from the director's assistant.

Xie Jinchuan was working in the study yesterday until the early hours of the morning, as soon as the morning dawned, he was pulled up by Yu Wu, his black hair was messy, his face was a little sluggish and he sat on the head of the bed, his dark gray nightgown was loosely tied, revealing a large thin waist and abdomen, and he reached out and rubbed Yu Wu's fluffy hair, "Mrs. Xie, it's only six o'clock now." ”

Yu Wu glanced at the clock hanging in the room, and slowly blinked his eyes, "It's a bit of a ceremony in the morning, will you accompany me?" ”

Xie Jinchuan closed his moist eyes slightly, and asked lazily, "What time is it?" ”

"Ten o'clock."

He slowly turned his heavy head, his eyes were on the clock with the hour hand pointing to six, his arm wrapped around Yu Mist's waist, and he wrapped her in his arms as if she were a large doll, rubbing his chin against her shoulder and neck, and his voice was hoarse, "Sleep again." ”

Yu Wu's whole person seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and she was very worried about her first movie as the female number one, and she couldn't lie down in bed, and after Xie Jinchuan fell asleep, she got up lightly from his arms, and the frost-white nightgown on her body was pressed by the man to the corners, and it was stuffed into Xie Jinchuan's arms lying on his side.

Four hours in the morning was a long time, Yu Wu swam in the pool downstairs for half an hour, and went to the second floor to practice a set of yoga, the hour hand could point to half past eight.

She walked out of the guest bedroom wiping her hair, Xie Jinchuan had returned to his usual cold and noble, and where could he still see the lazy appearance of not waking up in the morning.

"There's breakfast downstairs."

"Well, have you eaten it?"

"Eat."

When she came down again, her hair was carefully groomed, she had a black woolen coat on her arm, and a navy blue tie rolled around her fingertips, she leaned over to Xie Jinchuan, and without saying a word, tied the tie to him.

Yu Wu was wearing a navy blue knitted skirt, kneeling on the sofa lined with a slender waist and a smooth figure, it matched the color of this tie quite well, she lowered her eyes and looked at it, and pulled Xie Jinchuan up with great satisfaction, "Let's go, it's going to be a while." ”

In the dim theater, the light on the big screen reflects the faces of people from time to time, and the light and shadow are staggered.

Xie Jinchuan tilted his head to watch Yu Wu's gentle sobbing movements, took out a pack of tissues from his coat pocket, his fingertips were cold, wiped away the tears rolling down her cheeks, he pursed his lower lip, and stuffed the tissue into Yu Wu's hand.

"So impressed?"

Yu Wu looked at him with hazy tears, his eyes that used to be moist, but now the corners of his eyes and tails are flushed, and the tails of his eyes are even more pale pink, which is very similar to some moments, wanting people to bully him fiercely.

"Aren't you impressed?"

Xie Jinchuan snorted lightly, very disdainful of watching his beloved fall in love with other men, and even sent a letter to the chief secretary Han Yu as early as when he arrived at the theater, editing out a version of Yuwu Pure Enjoyment.

After the general secretary Han Yu saw the news, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly arranged for someone to get the source file of the movie for editing again.

Near the end of the movie, Yu Wu pulled off the mask, leaned over and put on the same black mask on Xie Jinchuan's overly dazzling face, and quietly slipped out while no one had found out that the female number one of the movie was actually beside him.

Xie Jinchuan wrapped the scarf hanging on his arm around her, pulled her hand into his coat pocket and held it, standing next to the slender and sturdy man, even if he was at a height of one meter seven and was very petite.