Gong Shiheng is indeed a novice in making dumplings. At best, they are not ugly, just a little better than Xiao Sheng, but at least they do not fall apart after being cooked.
At around six o'clock, he sat down and went to the kitchen to start the fire.
Xiao Sheng stood outside the door, scratching the door frame and looking at it.
Half of his face was covered with water vapor, so he couldn't see clearly, but his movements were natural and gentle, and his whole person was covered with smoke.
Xiao Sheng took a deep breath, walked in, and hugged him from behind.
"Now I feel that my dad is really amazing."
"What's wrong?"
"You only cooked for me a few times, and I didn't want to go out and wander around anymore. My mother cooked so many meals for him, but she couldn't keep him. Tsk, what a determined man."
Gong Shiheng was silent, turned down the fire, and said without turning around, "Well, if I cook you a few more meals, I should be able to keep you."
Xiao Sheng said nothing and let go of him.
Gong Shiheng turned on the fire again and said: "Get out first, it will be fine soon."
"……oh."
Xiao Sheng left the kitchen. Not long after, the movement inside stopped, and Gong Shiheng asked her to go in and get the bowl.
The meal was very quiet, neither of them spoke much. Xiao Sheng ate a lot, but it was Gong Shiheng who asked her to stop eating.
Gong Shiheng put away the dishes, stood at the table and straightened his cuffs, glanced at her, and said, "Go upstairs and take a shower."
Xiao Sheng glanced at him, raised his lips and said, "It's still early."
The man pursed his thin lips slightly, put his hand on the edge of the table, and tapped it twice, "The night goes by so fast."
"Time is divided into night and day?" Xiao Sheng raised his eyebrows.
Gong Shiheng raised his eyes, "There is no time limit, but some things are best done at night."
Xiao Sheng nodded and looked at him jokingly, "Do you think you are practicing it for me?"
"no."
"What is that?"
"The Guizhou donkey has no skills, so I'll find another way to keep you here."
Xiao Sheng was slightly startled.
…
The steam was steaming, so Xiao Sheng pressed the faucet and stopped flushing.
She wrapped herself in a bath towel and went out. Before she could take a breath, Gong Shiheng had already come in from outside with wine in hand.
Tsk.
"Tangyuan, your preparation procedures are quite detailed. Are you a habitual offender?"
Gong Shiheng put down the things, supported the table with one hand, and said with his back to her: "Some people have the talent to learn something without a teacher."
Xiao Sheng blinked.
She made way for him, "You go in, the water is just right."
Gong Shiheng responded, took the clothes and passed her.
When the bathroom door closed, Xiao Sheng felt his heartbeat speeding up for no apparent reason. He walked to the window and drank half a glass of red wine.
She squinted her eyes and glanced twice into the courtyard downstairs.
In the blur, I felt someone's figure flashing past.
She frowned and walked to the window, her vision gradually becoming clearer and sharper.
When there was no movement, she closed the curtains, turned around and touched the bedside to make sure that everything she should have was there.
The mind calms down.
After a while, there was movement behind him, and Gong Shiheng opened the door and walked out.
He spoke very little today. After taking a shower, his hair was wet, his lips were pursed in silence, and his warm face looked a little indifferent.
Xiao Sheng looked back at him, "Are you thirsty?"
Gong Shiheng didn't answer, walked to her and took the glass of wine that she hadn't finished.
Xiao Sheng turned her face sideways and watched him raise his head, his Adam's apple rolling, and he looked particularly nervous under the light.
He didn't like alcohol, so he drank it all at once, and his pretty features became a bit cold.
Xiao Sheng didn't move. After waiting for a while, he took him into his arms.
"Shengsheng."
"Um."
The man hugged her, his eyes closed, his face turned slightly, his lips gently brushed against her ear, still gentle, but the breath he exhaled was mixed with the smell of wine, adding a bewitching flavor.