In the evening, the two had the same bed in the same bed for the first time, covering the same bed quilt, and their mood was a little subtle. The butterfly was shy and nervous.
Dong Yan sighed, reached out and pulled her over, buckled in his arms, and commanded: "Sleep quickly."
Die Er didn't dare to move in his arms, but when he closed his eyes, there was a smile on the corner of his lips.
She likes him carefully, she dare not let him know.
It was just that she didn't know that at the top of her head, the corner of Dongzhang also laughed.
Fanfan watched the two of them hug and sleep, and it was awkward. Isn't this the older brother holding her to sleep?
It's really bad, obviously Dieer is pregnant, but she has a sense of incest that she is pregnant with her brother and child. She is too shameful.
This night Die Er had a good sleep, but Dongzhang did not sleep well, because she was too disturbed, sleeping like this, sleeping like that, and overwhelming. If it wasn't for him, she could
Go to the ground.
"Are your butterflies sleeping so unrealistic?"
Dongzhang's face was depressed.
Butterfly scratched his head embarrassed, and the weak suggestion: "Otherwise, you will sleep on the ground in the future, so I won't squeeze you."
"Why is I sleeping on the ground?"
Dongzhang asked.
Die Er is very stable: "Am I not pregnant?"
Strongness.
Dongye: ... Lazyly, she is impossible to sleep on the ground. He was afraid that no one would block her by the bed after she was sleeping. She fell down again.
In the end, Die Er raised his losses and pulled his sleeve: "Don't be angry, I will make you delicious, if you are sleepy, then make up for meal."
Dongzhang raised his feet to the kitchen.
Die Er smiled and followed, a raw fire, and one prepared for ingredients.
Breakfast is simpler, grab a handful of rice and wash it in the pot, add water, boil on low heat, and take the flour out, prepare a few onions of onion and egg cake.
Dongxun sat on the small stool and looked at her. She seemed to be very happy. She always smiled on her face, and she hummed the unknown song, the life of the rough tea and the light, and the god immortal she passed.
After having breakfast, Die Er was going to clean up what I bought yesterday and instructed Dongzhang to chop the meat in the kitchen. She would use buns to put buns today so that I can eat buns in the morning.
"Don't use spells."
Dieer also specifically explained: "Mut it with a knife, so that the fragrance of the meat can be chopped out, and the buns wrapped out are more fragrant."
Dongzhang: ... He touched his nose guilty.
You ca n’t use spells. Dongzhang had to chop it with a knife honestly, and he was surrounded by a apron. If the people in the heavens saw their God of War so grounded, they would definitely be shocked.
"Brother, have you chopped the dumpling stuffing?"
I turned Tang Muyu for a while. She imagined that if Tang Mu was wearing a suit to chop the flesh around the apron, the picture must be very funny.
"No."
Tang Mu shaking his head, so many servants in the family, where can he use him to chop the dumpling filling. Besides, there are meat grinder now, who is hand -chopped meat.
"I chopped it."
Fanfan said to him: "I chop the dumplings in the New Year every year, and Master boasts that the dumplings I chopped are delicious."
"Can you still make dumplings?"
Tang Muzhang asked.
"Yes."
Fanfan said, "What's so difficult, wait for me to give you a taste."
Tang Muzheng nodded: "OK."
Looking forward to it.
房 ... The kitchen is full of densely chopped meat.
Die Er was listening to the sound of the kitchen in the house, and cleaned up cheerfully. She saw that she was really happy.