Chapter 371

Shen Yan was a little embarrassed. "How about boiling the water?"

"Almost." Du yuan came to the fire and said, "let's burn the water first. Come and make noodles with me."

"Ha..." Shen Yan yawned suddenly, and his tiredness came slowly in the morning after hiding all night.

Du yuan glanced at him and arranged with a smile: "don't doze off, peel some peanuts. Sesame, white sugar and brown sugar are mashed together and used as stuffing."

"Is it too sweet?" Shen Yan remembers that Du yuan has a strong taste and likes spicy and salty food.

"Don't you like sweet?" Du yuan asked.

This was no problem, but at this moment with Du yuan's doting tone, it seems a bit ambiguous.

Is Du yuan deliberately teasing himself?

Shen Yan suddenly becomes sharp, with sweet stuffing in his hand, but his eyes are staring at Du yuan, trying to see something from each other's expression and action.

"Deep words."

"Deep words?"

"Deep words!"

The last sound came up to Shen Yan's ear and roared. The strong aggressive atmosphere suddenly surrounded him. Shen Yan's sweat burst open and suddenly woke up.

Du Yuanxiao looked at him and asked, "look, I'm fascinated?"

This is a bit frivolous, obviously with a provocative meaning.

Shen Yan's cheek was slightly hot. He turned to the topic and said, "the stuffing is ready. Do you want to wrap it?"

Du yuan nodded with a smile, took a little dough and flattened it in his palm. He scooped a spoonful of stuffing and poured it on it. Then he skillfully wrapped it up, rubbed it round, and gently put it on the flour coated cutting board.

Shen Yan has a way to learn. When he takes the spoon, they accidentally bump into each other's hands. Shen Yan seemed to be scalded, and he immediately dodged his hand.

Du yuan pursed a bad smile, did not move his hand, calmly holding a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of stuffing.

Shen Yan's face was red, and he was too sensitive.

But for several times, their hands were accidentally touched, either by taking the dough, or by taking the spoon, or by putting the dumplings.

Once or twice, it's OK. More times, it's unusual.

"Don't keep touching me." Shen Yan is embarrassed and annoyed.

Du yuan looks at him innocently, and seems to be wronged: "I didn't mean to."

Look at this injustice, Shen Yan almost believed it.

But I feel that I can't cheat people. From last night to now, there is a layer of hazy and ambiguous things between them. When Shen Yan looks at Du yuan again, he unconsciously opens an emotional screening filter.

One by one, the dumplings were put into the pot. Du yuan gently pushed the dumplings away with a big spoon to prevent them from sticking to the pot or sticking together.

Shen Yan looked at the aluminum pot on the fire, but his thoughts drifted away.

Ji Chenyan's last wish is to become a man of virtue, to be looked up to by others. However, what is the standard of "being superior to others"? What kind of achievement do you want to achieve before you can be regarded as a "person on top of others"?

If you don't say far away, just say near - at least you have to improve your grades. Only when you play well in the college entrance examination can you talk about other development.

The lid of the pot suddenly opened, steaming hot, tangyuan beating in boiling water, Du yuan added cold water in, covered the lid and continued to cook.

Shen Yan was just suddenly steaming out of the heat, what learning, development are all forgotten, stomach greedy insects have been hooked out. He swallowed his saliva and couldn't wait to ask, "how long will it take?"