It's so clean that it makes you feel like you're not a human being.
"Okay, I'll do whatever I want."
Guan Chenfeng is really a very powerful man, and his cooking skills are also very good.
but! ! Long Qingying didn't feel comfortable at all.
On New Year's Eve, Guan Chenfeng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the colorful fireworks outside.
He suddenly turned around and looked at Long Qingying behind him.
"I suddenly felt that our New Year's Eve was a bit deserted."
"How are you going to live?"
Long Qingying shrank into the sofa again. It was really too cold and she didn't want to go out.
"Let's go out and have a snowball fight!?"
Guan Chenfeng's eyes burst out with light.
"It's so cold, I won't go! And this is something only a child would do!"
Long Qingying stared at him with an incomprehensible expression.
It’s really inexplicable, okay? All of a sudden, he was about to start a snowball fight.
"Then what should we do to celebrate the New Year!?"
Guan Chenfeng walked up to her and sat down.
"Let's make dumplings together, and then wait until eight o'clock, and sit here and watch the Spring Festival Gala together, okay?"
Long Qingying looked at him with an expression that really seemed to have some regrets, so he made a suggestion at the moment.
"OK!"
Guan Chenfeng nodded.
Long Qingming went to the kitchen, and Guan Chenfeng followed him there.
I opened the refrigerator and took out some materials.
This was what Long Qingyao chose in the supermarket yesterday.
She was going to make seafood dumplings, but she bought some large shrimps to put in them to make them more delicious.
She has mixed the noodles and prepared the fillings.
She quickly wrapped one and put it on the table.
Guan Chenfeng picked up the dumplings she had wrapped and looked at them. He found that they were chubby underneath and the wrinkles on them were like the lace of a skirt.
He smiled slightly, took a piece of dough, and wrapped it up directly.
Looking at the dumplings made by Guan Chenfeng, Long Qingying's hands paused slightly. The dumplings made by a chef like him were already perfect.
But he... made the dumplings, and you could tell at a glance that they were made by him. The folds were really the same for each one, as if they had been measured in advance.
Long Qingqing looked at it and recited something silently in his heart... Virgo.
When the dumplings were ready, Long Qingqing packed them on a glass plate, put them on the coffee table, and put some seasonings on them.
Guan Chenfeng carefully cleaned the kitchen, while Long Qingqing cut some fruits and put drinks and snacks on the coffee table.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window on one side, there are beautiful and gorgeous fireworks.
In front of the TV, there is a lively Spring Festival Gala.
She sat down on the cushion and looked at Guan Chenfeng who was still busy in the kitchen. She felt inexplicably that such a festival, being with him, actually had a festive atmosphere.
Guan Chenfeng saw Long Qingqing looking at her, slightly, revealing his neat and white teeth.
"I'll be here soon!"
Guan Chenfeng finally took care of himself and came to Long Qingying.
The two sat down on the soft cushions. Long Qingqing took his chopsticks and ate a dumpling. The dough on the outside was very chewy and the fillings on the inside were also very delicious, especially the big shrimp.
"delicious!"
Guan Chenfeng also praised.
"Thanks!"
Being praised by someone so picky as Guan Chenfeng, to be honest, Long Qingying was still a little proud.
(End of chapter)