Mr Gu's White Rabbit

The trip to the villa made the relationship between the two of them closer, and their relationship quickly heated up.During this period of time, the decoration of the house has also come to an end. The two of them went to choose furniture, buy some daily necessities, and some knick-knacks.Although one has to work and the other has to go to school, the two still enjoy it.

By the time the two moved into their new home, it was already Christmas Eve, and the windows of shops on the street had Santa Claus's head on them, and there were small Christmas trees at the door.Very festive atmosphere.After school, Yan Qing walked out of the university and saw Gu Panhuai's car parked under the tree.He said goodbye to his classmates, and walked over quickly.

"Mr. Gu."

Yan Qing got into the car and talked to him while fastening his seat belt.Their new home is not too far from the school and the company, so if Gu Panhuai doesn't work overtime, he will pick him up by the way.

Seeing that his fingers were turning red from the cold, Gu Panhuai turned up the temperature in the car.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" He asked Yan Qing.

"It's so cold, why don't we eat hot pot?"

Gu Panhuai nodded in agreement, this day is quite suitable.

"Then let's go to the supermarket to buy something first." Yan Qing said again.

"Okay." Gu Panhuai turned the car around and went to a chain supermarket near the school.

Because I didn't make any preparations in advance, I just bought bags of hot pot base ingredients, one mushroom soup and one spicy.Then bought dips.

After buying the bottom ingredients, they went to the vegetable section and the refrigerated section to buy some vegetables, mutton rolls, tripe and the like.

When they got home, Gu Panhuai rolled up his sleeves to wash the vegetables, while Yan Qing handled the shrimp bought from the supermarket, first peeled off the head and shelled, picked up the shrimp threads with a toothpick, then crushed them with the back of a knife, put them into a bowl and poured a little Whisk together egg whites, cornstarch and a pinch of salt.Apply another layer of plastic wrap.

"What are you doing?" Gu Panhuai raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

Yan Qing put it in the freezer of the refrigerator, and replied: "The supermarket doesn't sell shrimp slippery, so I tried to make one."

After quickly cutting up the washed vegetables and putting them on the plate, Yan Qing drove Gu Panhuai outside to watch TV.

Then he turned on the fire and stir-fried the spicy base material in the pot. After the aroma came out, he poured it into the mandarin duck pot, added boiling water, and added scallions, ginger slices and some spices.

After the preparations were done, the two of them moved the ingredients and the hot pot to the dining table, and Gu Panhuai took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, which looked very good.

"Today is Christmas Eve." Yan Qing said while rubbing his belly.

"Christmas Eve?" Gu Panhuai put a roll of mutton on Yan Qing's plate, frowned, as if I wasn't very interested.

Yan Qing looked at him helplessly, Gu Panhuai didn't care much about these festivals.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the two of you are together.

After eating and drinking, Yan Qing opened the window on the balcony to let off the smell of the hot pot, but was pleasantly surprised to find fine snowflakes floating in the sky.He reached out to pick it up, but was scolded by Gu Panhuai who came out of the kitchen after putting down the bowl.

"Yan Qing, come here, don't catch a cold."

"Mr. Gu, it's snowing outside!" Yan Qing turned her head and looked at Gu Panhuai with bright eyes.

Gu Panhuai walked behind him and looked out.

"Well, it's snowing." He embraced Yan Qing from behind and kissed the child's soft and fragrant hair.

That night, the dim light was scattered on the two naked people on the bed.

"Mr. Gu, I can't do it anymore." A clear and slightly trembling voice begged for mercy in a low voice.

Gu Panhuai kissed the smooth back of the man under him comfortingly, but the movement did not stop.

"Isn't today Christmas Eve?"

Gu Panhuai's voice was full of temptation and evil: "Hey, let's celebrate and make it Christmas."

Yan Qing "..."

Who said that Mr. Gu would not celebrate the festival!

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