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Chapter 2118 go home and make dumplings

Li Ying got off the car midway and planned to buy wedding gifts for Lu Zechen and Gu Lian.

Gong Shiheng drove Xiao Sheng, and the two of them went directly back to Binjiang No. 1.

It was still early, but both of them tacitly agreed that they wouldn't do anything today and would just go home and stay there.

"Can you make dumplings?" Xiao Sheng asked him.

"I haven't done it before, but it shouldn't be difficult and you can learn it," he said.

Xiao Sheng nodded, "Oh, let's buy some dumpling wrappers and meat and go back to make dumplings."

She suddenly became interested, so Gong Shiheng naturally doted on her and turned around to go to a nearby fresh food supermarket.

Neither of them usually go to the supermarket, but once they entered, they did not violate the rules.

Xiao Sheng pushed the cart and couldn't hold it back. He stepped on the horizontal bar with one foot and pushed hard with the other foot, and the shopping cart flew out!

Gong Shiheng was still getting snacks. When he turned around, he only saw the afterimage of her flying out.

"Shengsheng!"

There was a Coke Tower in front of it, which was piled at least two meters high. Xiao Sheng crossed it in a flash, and then, under the horrified expression of Mrs. Egg next to him, he suddenly braked and stopped drifting.

"Ouch, you scared me to death!"

The administrator quickly ran over, comforted the old ladies, and then came up to educate Xiao Sheng.

Gong Shiheng came over and greeted the person with nice words. When the other person saw Gong Shiheng's conversation and attitude, his anger immediately disappeared, and he asked Xiao Sheng to pay attention and turned around and left.

"Making nonsense again." Gong Shiheng approached and pulled the car from Xiao Sheng's hands.

Xiao Sheng shrugged and whispered beside him: "The reason they are making such a fuss is because they have never seen my driving skills."

Gong Shiheng smiled helplessly, pushed the cart with one hand, and put his other hand around her head, and rubbed the tips of her ears with his fingertips.

"Save your driving skills for the racing track. You can't use them here. If you knock over this Coke Tower, we will have to stay and work."

Xiao Sheng didn't take it seriously, walked around to the front of the car, stepped on the lower crossbar smoothly, climbed on the car, pointed to the front, "Let's go!"

Gong Shiheng smiled and pushed her forward.

The two of them bought a lot of things, and it was already afternoon when they got home.

When he got home, Gong Shiheng went upstairs to change clothes, and then came down to handle various ingredients.

Xiao Sheng practiced wrapping ham sausages in dumpling wrappers and sat cross-legged on the carpet, having a great time alone.

When the sun went down, Gong Shiheng mixed the stuffing and brought it to her. He squatted down on one knee in front of her and pointed at the stuffing, "Leave it to you?"

Xiao Sheng showed him a row of strange-shaped "dumplings" and spread his hands, "Are you sure you want to give them to me?"

Gong Shiheng picked up a dumpling, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "It's not bad."

Xiao Sheng didn't care. She lied down on the spot and said, "I have no strength. I can't wrap it up. You can wrap it up and I'll wait to eat it."

She patted her belly and said, "I'm almost hungry. Please hurry up."

Gong Shiheng was just teasing her, so he leaned over, put his hand on the ground, pinched her nose, "Go and lie down on the sofa, I'll do it soon."

"OK!"

Xiao Sheng sat up like a carp and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Gong Shiheng brought the materials to the coffee table in front of her, sat down near her, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and held pieces of dumpling wrappers with his slender fingers, his expression serious as if he was doing art.

Xiao Sheng couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Do your company employees know that you still make dumplings at home?"

Gong Shiheng curled his lips, "Of course I don't know, I've never given it to anyone else."

After he wrapped one, he felt it was not perfect and said to Xiao Sheng: "The appearance of the dumplings is actually not that important."


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