President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

In the evening, Gu Shaoqian wanted to take her out to eat, but she thought of promising him to make a small cage bag for her, so she proposed to eat in the apartment in the evening.

Su Yimo is busy in the kitchen. Xiaobai lies down at the kitchen door and doesn't bother her. Gu Shaoqian sits in the dining chair and looks at her.

Inadvertently, she looked back and saw two pairs of bright eyes looking at herself without blinking. She paused for a second and asked, "Qian, what's on my face?"

When she said that, she also fingered her face. Her originally clean face was covered with flour. He thought she couldn't help laughing. He got up and went to her and helped her clean the flour on her face with his sleeves.

When Su Yimo saw the flour on his sleeves, she quickly grabbed his hand. The intention was to stop him. In order to prevent his sleeves from getting dirty, she didn't expect to make his clothes stained with more flour. She looked at him with guilty eyes and said, "Qian, I'm sorry, I'm too stupid to get your clothes dirty."

"It's just a dress." He said indifferently.

Yes, for him, even tens of thousands of clothes are just ordinary clothes for him.

"Go and sit outside. The kitchen is dirty!" Her tone was a little low.

"Mo Bao, what's the matter?" He held her cheek in his hands and let her look at him.

"It's all right!" A faint smile hung on her face. She couldn't see any unhappiness. Seeing that he didn't understand, she pushed him out of the kitchen, "just sit and wait for food."

As soon as he finished, Su Yi's smile stopped.

She is a girl with a fragile heart. Sometimes she doesn't want to think more, but sometimes, those who can't control will want to think more!

She absently rubbed the flour, kneaded it into dough, and then kneaded it into small balls, rolling out the skin and filling

Gu Shaoqian and Xiaobai are still watching her every move at the kitchen door.

Such Suyi foam is happy.

After the steamed buns were cooked, Su Yi Mo mixed two bowls of dipping materials. When the small steamed stuffed bun was put on the table, it was still steaming hot.

She made a lot of small steamed buns this time and was ready to put them in the refrigerator and bring them to Xuanxuan and brother Peng tomorrow.

Gu Shaoqian picked up a small cage bag and dipped it with some dipping material. When he bit it, it was more than half. This worried the Su Yi foam on the opposite side, "Qian, eat slowly, it's a little hot."

He doesn't have time to return her now. It's really hot

Seeing this, Su Yimo quickly poured a glass of ice water in front of him, "drink some ice water..."

Gu Shaoqian picked up the ice water, directly let his mouth fill it and drank more than half a cup. This was better. He could feel that his tongue must be bubbling.

"Qian, are you okay?"

"Nothing." He closed his mouth and didn't look at her. What's his dignity when she sees such an embarrassing side!

"Is it delicious?"

"... delicious." To tell the truth, he didn't taste anything except hot just now.

"Pooh! Qian, you are so cute! " She saw his hesitation, but she was confident in her cooking and guessed why.

“……”

"Qian, do you think my mother's cooking is delicious or mine?" Seeing that he was silent, she continued to ask.

"You." He said without thinking.

"You didn't tell the truth!" She said with certainty.