Ji Anqi leaned against him, and seemed to be able to hear his strong heartbeat.

At that moment, he and Gu Tingxiao were very close. Although he was so devoted to teaching himself how to make a face, Ji Anqi was very absent-minded. She only listened to Gu Tingxiao's heartbeat, and she also accelerated with it.

Ji Anqi lowered her head, and her cheeks became hot. Until the end, when Gu Tingxiao helped her knead the dough, she didn't even bother to study.

"Okay, you can see if this is all right, next time you will do it with your heart, you will definitely be able to do it."

Gu Tingxiao's voice rang in her ears, and the heat of speaking returned to her cheeks. Ji Anqi only felt itchy, subconsciously shrunk her neck, and moved her body unconsciously.

It was only then that Gu Tingxiao realized that he was too close to Ji Anqi, and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I was only focused on teaching you how to make a face-to-face just now, so I didn't notice this. Well, leave the rest to me." He Quickly changed the subject.

Ji Anqi responded, nodded silently, she was not ashamed to speak anymore, she was even ashamed to raise her head to look at Gu Tingxiao, just because she was blushing like a monkey's butt at the moment.

She turned around and went out of the kitchen, and went to the bathroom immediately. Looking in the mirror, her cheeks were as red as apples. She quickly raised her hands to cover her face, but she never thought that there was still a lot of face on her hands. The face is even more colorful!

"Ji Anqi, what are you doing? Everyone has a fiancée, you are so immoral..." She whispered in front of the mirror, and quickly turned on the faucet to clean her hands before splashing cold water on her face , fluttering back and forth several times before her hot face slowly returned to normal temperature.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she finally looked better before she came out of the bathroom.

In the kitchen, Gu Tingxiao moved very quickly. In just ten minutes, he had already processed the stuffing.

Seeing Gu Tingxiao skillfully making dumplings one by one in an orderly manner, Ji Anqi was very curious, and walked slowly to the kitchen door, leaning against the door frame, and watched carefully.

It seems that Gu Tingxiao's technique seems to be very simple. He just picked up some fillings with chopsticks and put them in the dough in the palm of his left hand. The dumplings are big, with a big belly and beautiful folds on the head.

Gu Tingxiao put the dumplings on the chopping board, and immediately started working on the next one.

His movements are fast and skilled, he only hopes that he can finish these quickly so that he can cook them in the pot and let Ji Anqi eat them as soon as possible.

Thinking of her hungry stomach growling just now, he was a little worried, but he still thought Ji Anqi was very cute. Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and secretly smiled, and simply continued to speed up his movements.

"why are you laughing?"

Ji Anqi spoke suddenly, and Gu Tingxiao jumped up, almost dropping the dough on the chopping board.

He quickly turned his head, "Sorry, I didn't know you were here."

"Why don't you seem to be answering the question I asked? I'm asking why are you laughing?"

As Ji Anqi spoke, she came to his side, and following Gu Tingxiao's example, she picked up a piece of dough from the chopping board and put it in the palm of her left hand, and picked some fillings with chopsticks and spread it on the dough.

She just watched Gu Tingxiao's movements from the sidelines for a long time, and she just felt that she was familiar with them by heart, and it just so happened that she could practice them.

"I..." Gu Tingxiao faltered, and didn't give an explanation for a long time. He couldn't say that he was at school Ji Anqi just now.

The movements of his hands froze, still thinking about how to explain this to her, but Ji Anqi seemed to have turned the question over.

"Is that so?" Following Gu Tingxiao's example, she folded the dough and clasped it in the palm of her hand, hoping to make a beautiful dumpling.

After looking at it for a long time just now, I just felt that it was not difficult, and I could do it well, but it seemed that things were not as simple as she thought.

After folding the dough in half, she pressed the palm of her hand for a year. The dumplings she squeezed out not only had a small belly, but also had ugly wrinkles on the head. Most importantly, they couldn't stand at all. They were ten times worse than those made by Gu Tingxiao. Thousands of miles.

Looking at the four-faced image in her hand, Gu Tingxiao couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Pfft ha ha ha... you, what are you packing?"

"Dumplings, can you say it's noodles?" Ji Anqi was a little embarrassed by the laughter, and her face flushed again. She had never done such a shameful thing in front of Gu Tingxiao like this, but she still kept her mouth shut. Say the words.

Gu Tingxiao pursed his lips hard, hoping to swallow those smiles back into his stomach, after all it's always bad to laugh at others.

It may be Ji Anqi's first time doing this, and it's normal if she can't do it well.

"Of course, it's not noodles. Come on, I'll teach you." Gu Tingxiao was always so patient with Ji Anqi.

He took the four-figure image he was holding in his hand just now, took another piece of dough, put it in the palm of her left hand, picked some fillings with chopsticks, and spread it on the dough.

At this step, Ji Anqi has done a good job, so Gu Tingxiao didn't explain anything, but when making dumplings, the most important thing is to clasp the palms together and squeeze the fingers tightly, that's where the real skills are reflected, although It looks simple, but not everyone can do it well.

In fact, many people in China don't know how to do it, and many people can only use a more stupid method, but Gu Tingxiao has already practiced this trick quite skillfully, and now he is also qualified to be Ji Anqi's master.

"Look, like me!"

Because she kept too close to Ji Anqi in the previous meeting, she was very embarrassed at the time, Gu Tingxiao hastened to pay attention to this now, and stopped being so close to him. This time, he slowed down his movements, Demonstrate to Ji Anqi with his own hands, and let her learn from him.

Gu Tingxiao also repeated the previous action. After putting the stuffing, he slowed down his action countless times, as if he was breaking down in slow motion.

First slowly fold the dumpling wrapper in half, then pinch the two thumbs, and squeeze the remaining fingers, and then a delicate dumpling is born.

Ji Anqi watched Gu Tingxiao holding the dumplings, like soldiers standing neatly with their heads held high, all standing on the chopping board, each of them looked alike, with their bulging stomachs and delicate hair on their heads. The lace looks just like Gu Tingxiao's, in a word, spirit!
But it's really unsightly to pack it myself...

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