Chapter 1697 1699 Gong Jue’s Hand Could Not Be Hidden Anymore! 1
Dear Commander-in-Chief
Gu Qiqi knew that this matter could not be rushed, and there was no use in being anxious.
Seeing that the new year was coming, she might as well have a good new year.
If the firecrackers sounded and the new year was over, perhaps there would be a new beginning and hope for the New Year after New Yearâs Eve?
That day, she decided to fulfill her promise and made dumplings for little tuan zi to eat.
She asked in advance what Little Tuan zi liked, bought fresh shrimp and crab powder, and prepared to make shrimp dumplings and crab powder dumplings.
In the end..
When she finished filling the dumplings, rolled the dumpling skin while preparing to make dumplings, little tuan zi excitedly washed his hands and was eager to make dumplings with her.
On the contrary, gong jue, the âChefâ, crossed his arms in front of his chest and stood at the side, doing nothing.
âHey, come and help!âGu Qiqi called out to him.
Gong Jueâs lips moved and he wanted to take a step forward, but he held it back. âIâm not interested in this thing!â
Gu Qiqi frowned slightly. âNo Way? Are you kidding me? Even if itâs not the new year, havenât you eaten dumplings before?â
Little Tuan Zi Exposed Gong Jue in a second. âDaddi has eaten before. In Qingcheng Base, uncle Lu and the others used to make dumplings on weekends. Daddi can eat forty!â
âPFFT!âGu Qiqi almost burst out laughing. âGong Jue, are you a pig? You can actually eat 40 of them! ! !â
She could only eat 10 of them in one meal, and she was almost stuffed to her throat.
Gong Jue gave Little Tuan Zi a hard look. What a scammer!
He focused on destroying his image in front of Gu Qiqi for 10,000 years.
Little Tuan Zi, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He moved closer to Gu Qiqi and said to Gu Qiqi as if he was presenting a treasure, âThe baby can eat 10 of them. What About You, Little Sister?â
Gu Qiqi smiled sweetly. âMe Too!â
Little Tuan Ziâs eyes sparkled with exaggeration. âLittle sister, why are we so fated!â
âYeah, My Tuan Zi is awesome!â
Gong Jueâs lips twitched as he stood at the side.â... !â
Enough, you two have been torturing dogs all day. Thatâs enough.
You Donât even consider the feelings of an old father like me?
In the next second, Gu Qiqi really looked at him. âJue, hurry up and make the dumplings together. Youâre so good at eating. Tuan Zi and I canât make that much. Hurry up, itâs glorious to work!â
Gong Jue pursed his lips tightly. He had no choice but to walk to the table.
Gu Qiqi had already stuffed a pair of chopsticks over. âHere, use this to fill the filling. put it on the dumpling skin and squeeze out the creases... Anyway, you wonât learn from Little Tuan Zi. Little Tuan Ziâs dumplings are already very beautiful!â
âReally, Missy!â
âReally, why is My Tuan Zi so talented? Itâs his first time making dumplings and heâs already so perfect!â
âBecause itâs Missy whoâs teaching the baby!â
Gong Jue:â...â
He looked speechlessly at the few topsy-turvy, sometimes fat, sometimes thin, and sometimes revealing dumplings on the chopping board. He was very impressed by Gu Qiqiâs ability to cajole the child without blinking.
Gu Qiqi saw that he was dawdling and did not move, so she urged him, âHurry up, hurry up. Wrap it up and eat it early!â
Gong Jue suddenly put down his chopsticks. âI donât want to eat it. The filling of this dumpling is not suitable for me.â
Gu Qiqi was stunned.
She suddenly remembered that todayâs shrimp dumpling and crab powder dumpling were indeed the taste of small dumplings.
Gong Jue loved to eat..
HMM..
She suddenly remembered that Gong Jue had mentioned that in the Han bei Ling, the female wolf had once brought wild vegetables for him to eat. It was very delicious. From his description, the wild vegetables seemed to be the shepherdâs purse that was abundant in the north.
Shepherdâs purse was also very delicious when making dumplings!
She had actually forgotten to buy gong jue his favorite flavor!
She suddenly felt a little guilty. âMMM, letâs practice today. On New Yearâs Eve, Iâll make you a super special dumpling. Iâll make sure to take care of both of your tastes, okay?â
Little Tuan Zi, this loyal fan, naturally raised his hand in agreement.
Gong Jue, however, did not comment.
Gu Qiqi went to pull his hand, trying to coax this awkward, stupid man.
However, the moment she touched his wrist --