Qiao Jiang woke up at around nine o'clock. There seemed to be a lot of people outside, making a lot of noise.She picked up her phone and looked at it, replied to a few messages, opened the door and walked through the corridor to the living room. Miao Xue's parents were there. She and Gao Jinlan were sitting in the living room making noodles. Miao Xue was standing with a rolling pin. In front of the sofa, he said to Yan Zhao: "This movie is good, let's watch this one."
Yan Zhao was selecting movies with the remote control. His parents were also here. He didn't answer the phone and thought he was drunk on the roadside. Miao Xue said she would go to Qiao Jiang's house and a group of people came. Sure enough, Yan Zhao was here.
He woke up very early because he was thinking about the fruit trees on the mountain, but his head was still dizzy. Gao Jinlan asked him to sit down and have breakfast together. The aunt asked if he wanted dumplings for lunch. Gao Jinlan nodded and said yes, there were not enough vegetables in the refrigerator. Yan Zhao I also helped my aunt to go shopping for groceries. When I came back, I saw Gao Jinlan, father Yan, mother, father and mother Miao sitting on the sofa chatting animatedly.
Qiao Jiang raised her eyebrows. It was rare to see Gao Jinlan smiling so happily. She turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower, change her clothes, and put on light makeup.
When they came out, the person rolling out dumpling wrappers was replaced by Yan Zhao.
Father Yan was sitting on the sofa and said to Gao Jinlan: "You can do whatever you want with him! You can ask him to do anything! Our grandma can do any job and endure any hardship!"
Yan's mother agreed from the side: "Yes, yes. Yes, this child is really hard-working and filial."
Qiao Jiang: "..."
Gao Jinlan always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't explain it. When he saw Qiao Jiang coming out, he waved to her: "Come here, they are all aunts from the mountain. Uncle, you've seen it too. Today we are making dumplings, and they all came to help."
Qiao Jiang nodded and said hello, and came over to sit on the sofa. Miao Xue was making dumplings and came over to ask her, "Sister, you know how to make dumplings. "Dumplings?"
Qiao Jiang made dumplings when she was a child, but she stopped making them when she grew up. In recent years, she has been socializing during the Chinese New Year. When she got home, Gao Jinlan had already made dumplings just for her to eat.
"We stuffed coins into the dumplings." Miao Xue smiled, "I asked for the wedding money from the bride yesterday."
Gao Jinlan took the dumpling wrapper and threw it in front of her: "Here, let's try one."
Qiao Jiang raised her head just in time . Meeting Yan Zhao's gaze, he had been staring at her since she came over. Qiao Jiang was wearing a slit denim skirt today, a black and white short T-shirt, and her long hair was pulled back with a plush flower hairpin. .
There is a strand of hair hanging down the side of her neck, making her look indescribably lazy and sexy. Probably because she just got up, there is not much emotion in her eyes. Under her beautiful eyebrows, her peach blossom eyes blink very frequently. Low.
But it looks good.
It was so good that Yan Zhao couldn't move his eyes away at all.
Gao Jinlan came over and took the rolling pin from Yan Zhao's hand and sent him to watch TV, and then the two of them stopped looking at each other.
"Jiang Jiang, are you hungry? There's still breakfast over there." Gao Jinlan looked at Qiao Jiang again, "If you don't want to eat it, how many dumplings will I put down for you to try?"
Qiao Jiang shook his head: "One I'll eat again."
She just got up and didn't want to eat.
Several adults started chatting again. Miao Xue stared at the TV intently. After Qiao Jiang finished making a lace dumpling, she realized that Yan Zhao had sat next to her at some point.
He rolled out a round shape from the dough, then rolled out two thin strips, and finally used a toothpick to poke dots on the dough one after another.
While he was making leaves, Qiao Jiang took his toothpick and wrote on his dough.
Yan Zhao came very close: "What are you writing?" His
hot breath hit her face. Qiao Jiang raised her eyes and saw that there was flour on his nose. Compared with his black charcoal face, it was really strange. It's black and white.
She leaned back and let him read the words on the dough. It was difficult to write with a toothpick, so she only wrote the word "dog".
Yan Zhao stared at her for a while, opened his mouth and let out a silent 'woof'.
Gao Jinlan rolled out a few dumpling wrappers and looked up to see Qiao Jiang smiling. She lowered her head and poked the dough with a toothpick. She raised the corners of her mouth and cursed: "Idiot."
Gao Jinlan: "..."
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Dog Man
Romance⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ MTL ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my Story ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my coverphoto 《狗男人》 作者: 蘇瑪麗 1v1 double non-c copywriting: wrong time and place, including characters. The desire in Qiao Jiang's heart grew like weeds. She desperately needed something to pull her out...