Ye Fei fell directly into his arms, and then his lips were covered up. She bit her lip with her eyes closed. Her wet tongue constantly teased her mouth. After a while, the breath of Ye Fei became heavy and almost paralyzed on his body.

Ye Fei slightly raised her head. Su Mohan kisses her chin a little bit along the corner of her mouth and lingers repeatedly. It seems that it is not enough. He lowers his head slightly and licks her clavicle along his chin. His big hand can't help pulling up her nightdress until a large piece of snow-white chest is exposed. He lowers his head and leaves a series of marks

The sun covered the two figures clearly, even every hair on their faces could be clearly seen. In addition, the two people's expression of concentration at the moment, if there are artists here, they will be unable to help recording this moment.

Until more than 20 minutes later, ye Fei's cheek was almost wring out of the water, completely paralyzed on Su Mo Han's chest.

Su Mo Han drooped his eyes and felt that he was playing with fire. A layer of fine sweat was exuded from the tip of his nose.

The leaf imperial concubine soft open a way: "cheater..."

Su Mohan raised eyebrows and whispered in her ear, "I won't let you go, let alone your hand..."

Ye Fei droops her eyes, and her mouth brings up a touch of shallow happiness. How good is this bastard's love words.

More than ten minutes later, they finally began to make dumplings!

Su Mo Han sat on the side of the demonstration, and ye Fei picked up the dough and learned to do it: "first put the dough in your hand, and then put some stuffing in the middle."

"First of all, pinch the middle part of the dumpling skin, close the whole position of the right tiger mouth, pinch the right half, change hands, pinch the left side."

Ye Fei holds a piece of dumpling skin in her hand and stares at Su Mo Han's hand.

More than a month later, the wound on his hand was much better, except for a few light colored crescent which she had buckled at that time, almost all of them had scab and disappeared.

"You put too much stuffing, it's easy to crack when it's hard to pinch and cook." Su Mohan takes over the dough in her hand, removes part of the stuffing, and then helps Ye Fei directly pinch it.

Ye Fei was pulled back to her mind by his words and looked at it carefully.

"Have you learned it?" Su Mohan picked up a new skin and asked questions again.

Ye Fei nods and stares at his movements. She learns from her actions, but it is clearly the same. After a good dumpling, she turns into a caterpillar again. She can't stand.

A few minutes later, ye Fei put the fruits of her labor next to Su Mo Han's dumplings, looked at other majestic dumplings, and looked at her pitiful caterpillars. She couldn't help saying, "don't feel inferior, don't worry about it Although you are a little ugly, you and they are the same as each other.... "

Su Mo Han can't help laughing at one side and makes Ye Fei stare at him fiercely.

Ye Fei sits next to Su Mohan and continues to learn how to make dumplings with him. However, because of her clumsy hands, she packed five or six caterpillars. After she came out, she began to make a mess with dough and stuffing like a child

Su Mohan sits aside and looks at the strange insects, Tuanzi, fat man and the corner of his eyes twitching on the panel. Finally, he realizes that the word "can't bear to look directly" can not only be used to describe Ye Fei's chest, but also can be used to