"Ok?"

Sirin immediately put down her phone, stared at the fried dumplings, and asked, "Is this... the original one?"

"Yes."

Dong Xin nodded silently, and said with a helpless smile, "Although the stuffing is different from the original one, I guarantee that the taste will not be worse than the original one. I just tasted it, and it is absolutely delicious."

"What, you actually ate behind my back."

It's okay not to mention it, but when I said that Sirin was even more dissatisfied, I didn't have anything for dinner, and it was not easy to wait until there were dumplings, but you actually ate them outside and brought them back for yourself.

"Hey, hey, Xiaolin, you have to speak with your conscience."

Hearing Sirin's words, Dong Xin felt a little unhappy, and said, "Let me explain to you first, this fried dumpling is not bought outside, because it is not available at all."

"Well?"

At this time, Sirin had already eaten, and she picked up a hot dumpling with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. It felt a little hot, but she was still paying attention to what Dong Xin said, and looked a little puzzled, "Why can't I buy it?" ? Is it expensive?"

"Expensive is not expensive, but it is not the reason why it is not expensive. The reason why it is not available outside is..."

Dong Xin looked proud, "I made this fried dumpling!"

Sirin didn't answer, she ate the fried dumplings silently, and at the same time looked at Dong Xin suspiciously, this guy...can cook?

"Don't look at me with such suspicion, I mean it."

Seeing Xilin's suspicious eyes, Dong Xin felt offended.

"cut……"

Sirin picked up another fried dumpling and blew gently on her mouth, humming, "I've known you for so long, what else do you want besides instant noodles?"

"Cough cough..."

Dong Xin coughed lightly, and said solemnly, "You think I can't cook, that's because what you saw before was not the real me. The real me is not just as simple as being able to make instant noodles."

"Yes, yes, it is what you say..."

Xilin looked perfunctory, and her tone was similar to Dong Xin's when she was perfunctory, and said with a smile, "Since you are so good, then my breakfast will be this fried dumpling from now on, and you have to cook it for me every day." Oh."

"No, it's too early, I can't get up."

Dong Xin resolutely refused, nonsense, without Fu Hua, it would be strange to make it yourself, not to mention the stuffing, not to mention the dumplings, as long as it can be wrapped anyway, it doesn’t need to be particularly good-looking, and the noodles It's simple too, just...

Well, it all looks simple, but I just can't do it...

"Hmph...then who made these fried dumplings?"

Xilin continued to eat the fried dumplings, and at the same time asked questions about the fried dumplings, for example, who made this, anyway, Xilin did not believe that Dong Xin made it.

"Okay, okay, to be honest with you..."

Seeing that Sirin couldn't be fooled, Dong Xin could only shake his head helplessly, and said with a smile, "To be honest, this fried dumpling was made by a student from St. Freya Academy, but she is not a professional chef. Not every day, she just cooks occasionally, so..."

"Xiaolin, don't even think about eating it every day, it's impossible."

Since Xilin likes this kind of fried dumplings, Dong Xin decided to clarify with this girl first, otherwise, if he leaves St. Freya Academy, this girl still wants fried dumplings, where can I buy them?do it yourself?forget it……

"it is as expected……"

Sirin glanced at her mouth, as if she knew it was such an attitude. After all, how could Dong Xin know how to cook?

Moreover, even if this guy really knows how to cook, he must have shown it in front of him long ago, but Dong Xin has never mentioned this matter, so this guy must not be dazzled.

While Xilin was eating dinner, Dong Xin took out another plate of fried dumplings and said, "This one is for spare, I will put it in the refrigerator temporarily, when you want to eat it, put the fried dumplings in the Just put it in the microwave."

"Uh-huh……"

Sirin nodded silently, she still knows how to use the microwave oven.

Putting the fried dumplings in the refrigerator, Dong Xin looked back at Sirin again. Such a large dinner should be enough for her to eat. If she is not full, there are still a lot of snacks in the refrigerator, which is enough for this girl anyway. ate.

"Okay, Xiaolin, eat slowly and rest early."

Looking at the time, it was getting late, and Dong Xin planned to go back to his room.

"Ok?"

Sirin raised her head instantly, as if she wanted to say something, but after a moment of hesitation, she lowered her head again, and finally said nothing...

"Xiao Lin, could it be that... you want me to stay?"

However, Dong Xin still caught the details of Xilin's raising her head, and her hesitant but silent reaction, Dong Xin saw a lot...

"No?"

Xilin blushed, and immediately retorted, "Who wants you, pervert, to stay, get out, get out now, and don't come in again before tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, I'll just dawdle and not go in."

Dong Xin spread his hands slightly, and answered Sirin solemnly...

"Ok?"

However, Xilin didn't seem to understand what Dong Xin meant, the imaginary number space... how to rub it?

Sirin curled her lips slightly and snorted, "It's all yours anyway, don't you just come in if you want?"

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