Yun Hua was silent for a moment.
She asked Zhou Shengbeiqian about Song Kelan, but she never said that she met Bao Siqing and Song Kelan in the imperial capital.
At this moment, she really didn't know how to answer.
"I shouldn't be too late."
Just as Yun Hua was silent, a familiar voice sounded, smiling, urgent, tired and hoarse.
"Beiqian is rolling the dough, take a rest, I'll wash my hands, I'll do it."
A certain person's face was tired, but his eyes were extremely bright.
Yun Hua still held a dumpling in his hand and stared at him blankly.
He just showed up.
Zhou Shengbeiqian let go with a smile: "Speaking of the second brother, the second brother came. Huahua, no wonder you didn't say anything when I asked you, so you were waiting for us here, okay, this surprise is really big enough."
Kong Muqing also laughed: "What a coincidence, just now Zhou Sheng was saying that you are the best at rolling dough, tsk tsk, Tangtang Bo Shao came to roll dough for us, why do I think it's not true. Hey, I'm curious, you How can you roll out dumpling wrappers?"
Bao Siqing first went to the kitchen to say hello to Ji Changqing, and then came over after washing his hands. When he heard Kong Muqing's question, he smiled: "In the army, there is still a tradition of collectively making dumplings on New Year's Eve. How should I put it, it's nothing It’s difficult, just do it a few times.”
As he said that, he had already walked over, took the rolling pin from Zhou Shengbeiqian, and began to skillfully roll the dough.
Yun Hua silently put away the dumplings that were about to crumble.
Taking advantage of Kong Muqing and Zhou Shengbeiqian's chance to look away, Bao Siqing quickly lowered his head and kissed Yun Hua's forehead.
Yun Hua remained silent, looking at him with pursed lips.
"It's been a long time since I saw you, don't you know me?" Bao Siqing met her gaze without avoiding it, "I'll clean it up later, I'll let you take a good look at it."
Yun Hua said nothing.
Kong Muqing felt that something was wrong. She couldn't help but look at Zhou Shengbeiqian. Zhou Shengbeiqian shook his head gently. The two of them exchanged glances. It could be seen that Yun Hua's mood was not right.
Because the dumplings on New Year's Eve and the morning of the first day of the new year are to be wrapped, the amount is slightly larger.
Ji Changqing packed up all the dishes on his side, and they just finished packing on their side.
"I'm going to help Auntie, Young Master Bo, do you want to take a shower and change?" Kong Muqing said, "Huahua, you go back to your room and have a rest. Dinner will be served in an hour!"
Yun Hua was still frowning, but Bao Siqing suddenly bent down and picked her up.
Unprepared, Yun Hua was startled, and quickly reached out to hook Bao Siqing's neck.
He looked down at her with a little distress and helplessness in his eyes.
Yun Hua pursed her lips and did not push him away, allowing him to carry her upstairs.
"The flour on your hand got on me." Yun Hua couldn't help but said as he went upstairs.
Bao Siqing was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head, buried his head in her neck and grinned, "Good boy, is that what you're thinking about?"
"Otherwise?" Yun Hua looked at him.
Bao Siqing coughed lightly, "I thought you wanted to ask something."
"Oh, what should I ask?" Yun Hua looked at him.
Bao Siqing sighed helplessly, "It's my fault. I saw you that day."
"When?" Yun Hua asked.
"Well, that's right, the day you met my mother." Bao Siqing said in a low voice, "In the restaurant, in the window, you were behind the green plants. Originally, I wouldn't have appeared in that position..."
(end of this chapter)