The little cry bag is soft and glutinous

90 Lucky
The four of them were all in high spirits. From the first row to the last row of the supermarket, the shopping carts changed from one to three.

There are not many ingredients, most of them are decorations to enhance the atmosphere.

In Qiu Ruoran's words, spiritual satisfaction is more important than a full stomach.

Jiang Yanchen: "I despise you every time you take a bite."

Qiu Ruoran: "..."

"Look at him softly!"

Naturally, Lin Ruanruan would not starve them, she planned to go back and make dumplings.

Even though Jianghechuan's car capacity is considered to be very large, there are still many things that cannot be put down.

Fortunately, the service of the supermarket is very good. Seeing that they bought a lot of things, they will help them deliver the rest to their door for free.

For example, the big bear more than two meters high.

This is a New Year gift that Qiu Ruoran specially bought for Lin Ruanruan, saying that he can accompany Lin Ruanruan to sleep at night, and it must be quite comfortable to lie in Xiong's arms.

Jiang Yanchen: "..."

"I refuse for Xiaokuibao."

From the moment he saw the bear, his complexion was not very good.

Isn't this bear purely threatening his status?

It's his job to accompany Xiaowaibao!
The little crying bag can only lie in his arms!
No, it is specified that this bear cannot enter the door!
Lin Ruanruan was also a little apprehensive looking at the two-meter-tall bear. Such a big bear would take up so much space on her bed.

But facing Qiu Ruoran's expectant eyes, she finally couldn't bear to refuse.

Forget it, a bear in bed should keep you warm in winter.

"Depend on!"

Facing the bear who dominated the third shopping cart, Jiang Yanchen silently switched its head and buttocks.

Out of sight, out of mind, since this is the case, I can only think of countermeasures.

……

Back home, after a brief rest, the four of them were divided into two groups.

Lin Ruanruan and Jiang Yanchen mixed the noodles with the stuffing and prepared the ingredients for making dumplings later.

Qiu Ruoran and Jiang Hechuan organized the things they bought, and started to decorate the house.

"When I was abroad, I missed the soft dumplings when the Chinese New Year came. Today I can finally eat them again."

Jiang Yanchen looked at the flour and water in front of him and had no idea what to do. The second young master, who had been pampered since birth, said that he had never seen such a scene.

"Although I haven't eaten dumplings a few times, shouldn't dumpling wrappers be used to make dumplings..."

Lin Ruanruan adjusted three kinds of dumpling fillings neatly, walked to the living room and sat opposite him.

As soon as she sat down, she saw Jiang Yanchen's hands and face covered with flour, and couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Lin Ruanruan's long hair was coiled up, revealing a fair and small slapped face, with bright eyes and white teeth, cute and beautiful.

She stretched out her hand, gently wiped off the flour on Jiang Yanchen's chin, and asked him to wash his face with a smile.

"Go to the bathroom first..."

However, before Lin Ruanruan finished speaking, Jiang Yanchen stood up and sealed her mouth.

He put his hands on the table, bit her lip and took a sip, closed his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

There were other people around, Jiang Yanchen didn't go too far, just tasted it.

Lin Ruanruan didn't react, and was still in place after the end.

Her almond eyes turned into deer eyes, her nose bridge was straight, and her round mouth was slightly opened unconsciously.

This cute look made Jiang Yanchen's eyes darken again, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stared straight at Lin Ruanruan's mouth.

Lin Ruanruan blushed, and pushed Jiang Yanchen with her small hand.

"Go and wash your face."

Jiang Yanchen raised his eyes, and let out a nice laugh from his throat. He responded in a hoarse voice, and raised the back of his hand to rub Lin Ruanruan's face.

"I accidentally rubbed against it just now."

After rubbing it a few times, he looked down at the back of his hand.

"It seems that the more you rub the flour, the more flour you have."

Lin Ruanruan reached out and touched her face, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"It's okay, I'll wash it after wrapping it in a while."

Just as Jiang Yanchen wanted to say that he would go later, Lin Ruanruan immediately saw through his thoughts and ruthlessly rejected his idea.

"If you don't wash it off, the flour on your face will dry out into pimples."

"Ok."

Jiang Yanchen licked his lips, just in time to lick the flour that he accidentally rubbed on his lips, his complexion immediately turned bad, he stood up and rushed to the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

Qiu Ruoran was about to climb up the escalator to hang the lantern, but Jiang Yanchen's hasty pace attracted his attention.

"What's up with him?"

Jiang Hechuan held the ladder with both hands, and turned his head to see the flour on the table.

"Maybe it's a clean freak."

Qiu Ruoran thought of Jiang Yanchen directly wiping the vegetable juice from Lin Ruanruan's mouth with his hands during the last meal, and was a little surprised in his eyes.

"Does Jiang Yanchen have a cleanliness? I really don't see it..."

Jiang Hechuan smiled, took the lantern from her hand, and gently told her to be careful.

He originally wanted to hang up, but Qiu Ruoran was eager to try, so Jiang Hechuan naturally gave it to her without hesitation.

"I'm here, don't worry."

Jiang Hechuan stood in front of the escalator in a completely protective attitude. Qiu Ruoran, who had climbed several floors, looked down and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"With Brother Hechuan around, I'm sure I'm not afraid."

Jiang Hechuan looked at her with dark eyes, looking extremely focused, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

……

Lin Ruanruan reconciled the noodles and put them in a bowl to stand still. Jiang Yanchen brought her two warm wet towels, and was lowering his head to wipe her hands and face, his eyes full of seriousness.

"I don't know when Ranran will understand Brother Hechuan's intentions."

Jiang Yanchen wiped Lin Ruanruan's hands again with a dry towel, and when he heard what she said, he also looked back at the two people.

"Ah."

The tip of his nose was close to Lin Ruanruan's face, and his lips rubbed against the place where he had just rubbed the flour.

Lin Ruanruan was startled by his sudden move, she raised her head and stared at him blankly, her almond eyes glistening.

"My brother is not as lucky as me."

Jiang Yanchen's thin lips parted slightly, and his low voice was filled with a smile.

"Ruan Ruan, meeting you is my greatest luck."

Last night, Jiang Yanchen suddenly couldn't sleep. After he got up, he touched the bedside table, and there was indeed warm water prepared for him by Lin Ruanruan.

After drinking a cup, Jiang Yanchen's feeling of dizziness eased a lot.

He looked at the moonlight and followed the brightness to the balcony.

"I don't know what dream Little Crying Bag is having at this time."

As soon as the idea came out, Jiang Yanchen lowered his head and chuckled.

He is really hopeless, his heart and eyes are full of little crying bag, Jiang Yanchen is afraid that he will fall on the little crying bag in his life.

With one hand in his pocket, Jiang Yanchen quietly looked at the window of Lin Ruanruan's bedroom. Suddenly, he coughed and turned his head to look.

It was the man from the opposite resident, leaning against the railing, his fingertips sparkling.

The man on the opposite side also saw Jiang Yanchen, and raised his hand holding the cigarette at him.

Jiang Yanchen smiled and shook his head slightly.

Stop smoking, he wants to stay with Xiaokubao for a few more years.

The man on the opposite side smiled helplessly, and took out another cigarette after smoking it. From the cigarette butt beside his feet, it could be seen that the man had been here for a long time.

Jiang Yanchen only took one look, then turned and left the balcony.

If I hadn't met the little crying bag, I would probably spend it day by day in a daze.

……

Lin Ruanruan felt his fluctuating mood at this time, and reached out to hold his face, her eyes were clean and clear, bright and serious.

"Lucky for me."

What Jiang Yanchen didn't know was that as soon as he left the balcony last night, the light in Lin Ruanruan's room turned on immediately.

Unable to sleep, she sat on the tatami and looked at the moonlight outside the window. The Chinese New Year was approaching, and there was a reunion atmosphere everywhere.

In the past, she always played the role of a bystander, alone, perhaps because she never had it, so she didn't feel so sentimental.

It's just that when she sees other people getting together during her part-time job, she occasionally misses the orphanage in a distant city, so she will call the dean to express her condolences.

No way, it's too far away.

Round-trip air tickets would consume all her savings.

At this moment, looking at the bright moonlight, she suddenly wanted to call the dean.

Tell the dean that she is lucky to have found her own light.

He held her hand and led her from the lonely darkness to the warm sunshine.

Lin Ruanruan looked in the direction of Jiang Yanchen's bedroom with a soft heart.

"Good night."

"Nice dream."

(End of this chapter)