After several days of torrential rain, the water level continued to rise and reached the second floor.

It was not convenient for Qiao Yanyu to take Qiao Meng out to chop zombies for exercise, so she stayed at home and the whole family made some steamed stuffed buns together.

After Qiao Meng made the dough early in the morning, he made small batches and put them on the leaves of the green radish. The leaves of the green radish were rolled and rolled, and pressed with a leaf, and the thin bun skins were ready. up.

The leaf-patterned bun skins were stacked one by one and placed on the table. Qiao Yanyu and Ke Xin picked up the bun skins and stuffed them with the pre-made fillings with a spoon.

The stuffing of the steamed stuffed bun is made of mutated bird meat hunted by Kexin. After plucking, skinning and bloodletting, it is put in a pot and stewed with marinade for several hours. After the meat is soft and rotten, stir it with soaked and chopped vermicelli. Make the filling.

Qiao Yanyu's steamed stuffed bun, the folds on the top are round and beautiful, and the whole is very full, while the Kexinbao's steamed bun is even rounder than Qiao Yanyu's, and the meat stuffing is almost overflowing from the steamed stuffed bun. It's a bit like a child's soaring braid, but she doesn't feel ugly at all, and she even showed off her fat bun to Bald.

While packing up the skin of the bun, Qiao Meng said, "I hope this bun needs to be steamed separately, otherwise it might not be easy to cook."

Ke Xin held the bun in her hand, hesitated for a moment: "Duck!"

Because she worked too hard to make the buns, a layer of blush flew over her face, and she didn't know when she had some flour on her cheeks. Too cute.

Qiao Yanyu raised her head and couldn't help feeling a little absent-minded, and then looked at Kexin's cuffs, as expected, the cuffs were also stained with a lot of flour.

No matter how beautiful she looks now, she is still the original little dirty duck~

Qiao Yanyu pursed her lips and smiled, wiped off the flour from Kexin's cuffs, and then rolled up her cuffs for her.

She wanted to wipe the flour on Kexin's face again, but she found that Kexin was a little taller now, and it was not as easy to reach Kexin's face as before.

Qiao Yanyu lost her temper: "Low your head."

Ke Xin lowered her head obediently, and looked at Qiao Yanyu with lowered eyes.

The porcelain-white jade face was very close, almost touching Qiao Yanyu's smooth forehead, and the shallow and lingering breath was intertwined, filled with the faint sweet fragrance of the two of them.

This kind of sweetness is the smell of the lemon shower gel that she and Kexin often use, mixed with the sweetness of pomelo fruit, the sweetness on her body is lighter, and Kexin's body has a little more milky fragrance, which is also very good smell.

Maybe Kexin cubs drank too much milk during that period, and now the milk fragrance has not completely dissipated. It is a bit like a fluffy and soft custard bun with a little flour, sweet and delicious.

Qiao Yanyu's heart skipped a beat, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she withdrew her thoughts.

Her hands were a little cold, and when she first touched Kexin, she could clearly feel Kexin's body shrinking back.

She withdrew her hand and asked softly, "Is it very cold?"

It may be that the steamed stuffed buns were made for too long just now, and they were frozen because of the busy work.

"That will keep you warm."

Kexin unzipped the down jacket, pulled Qiao Yanyu's cold hand to her chest, wrapped it tightly in the warm down jacket, and said seriously: "Isn't it going to be cold in this way?"

When Qiao Yanyu was cold in her last life, she liked to bury herself on her furry chest, and sometimes she sighed contentedly sucking ducks, so her place should be the warmest place.

It must be able to cover the owner's hands warmly!

Qiao Yanyu's face turned red all of a sudden, feeling the cute soft shape with her fingers, she didn't know how to react for a moment.

Kexin smiled sweetly, and said innocently: "It's very warm."

But wishing to make Qiao Yanyu warmer, she wrapped her down jacket tightly around Qiao Yanyu's slender hands.

As a result, Qiao Yanyu's hand sank a little deeper, and her brain almost lost the ability to function.

Does this little duck know what it is doing?

How can I let her be that what her?

Did she teach this hand warming method?

And why is the clothes inside still the light silk pajamas from last night, after I agreed to dress myself in the morning, the lazy little Kexin just put on a down jacket.

Qiao Yanyu withdrew her hand, with a thin layer of anger floating on her face, she said seriously: "Why haven't the clothes inside been changed?"

Kexin didn't understand why Qiao Yanyu was suddenly angry, she took Qiao Yanyu's hand, bypassed the topic, and said cautiously: "Kexin hasn't warmed your hands yet."

Qiao Yanyu crossed her arms: "My hands are warm, and I will never do this in the future."

Ke Xin's eyes were ignorant: "Why?"

Qiao Yanyu's hands were still cold, they hadn't warmed up at all, she was obviously lying to Kexin.

Qiao Yanyu glanced at Qiao Meng who was sneaking at her, and Qiao Meng immediately turned around and picked up the steamer beside him: "Hey, my buns haven't been steamed yet, I'm going to steam the buns."

The younger sister is so fierce that she doesn't even let her watch the excitement.

Qiao Yanyu pursed her lips, and went to the bedroom with Kexin.

The door closed with a click, but the light in front of Kexin's eyes dimmed a lot. Looking at Qiao Yanyu's fierce look, she couldn't help being a little scared.

She stood by the closet, pinching the corners of her clothes with both hands, like a primary school student who made a mistake.

The tall Kexin looked much weaker than when she was outside, curled up in a ball and looked pitiful.

Seeing Ke Xin's aggrieved appearance, Qiao Yanyu softened her heart a little.

She sat by the bed, found the sweater Kexin didn't wear this morning, and said softly, "Come here and change."

There is no fierce duck duck.

But Xin felt much more relaxed, her eyes sparkled, and she walked in front of Qiao Yanyu.

Qiao Yanyu cleared her throat, and stuffed the clothes into Ke Xin's arms: "Go to the bathroom and change the clothes inside. You are still wearing such thin clothes in such a cold day."

Kexin was stunned for a moment, and looked at Qiao Yanyu pitifully and did not leave.

Xiao Yaya just likes to pretend to be pitiful to soften her heart.

Qiao Yanyu tried to calm down, trying to convince the duck with reasoning: "We are all grown-ups, I have to change clothes by myself."

Ke Xin shook her head and said aggrievedly, "Ke Xin is cold."

Qiao Yanyu turned her head: "It won't be cold if you change it sooner."

"It's slow."

"It won't be slow if you change it a few times."

"I want pigs to wear them."

Qiao Yanyu expressed her refusal with silence.

But Xin became unhappy in an instant, and suddenly let herself fall into Qiao Yanyu's arms, her hairy head turned around in Qiao Yanyu's arms, coquettishly: "Pig wear~"

Qiao Yanyu was unmoved: "My cold hands will freeze you."

Ke Xin's eyes lit up: "Ke Xin warms your hands!"

Qiao Yanyu frowned and looked at Kexin. It was necessary for Kexin to popularize his physiological knowledge: "No, you can't warm my hands in the future, and you can't warm others' hands there."

Kexin thought for a while, and replied naively: "But pigs are not other people's ducks."

Qiao Yanyu's attitude was serious: "No one is allowed."

Kexin didn't ask why this time, and lowered her head sullenly.

After a while, she raised her head, with mist in her eyes, and said sadly: "Zhuzhu's hands will hurt a lot when they are cold, blowing will hurt a lot, but heart's heart will hurt a lot too. "

Her eyes overflowed with unspeakable sadness, as if she was really distressed.

In an instant, it hit Qiao Yanyu's heart that had been silent for a long time.

Her fingertips trembled, and her voice was hoarse: "Why does Kexin's heart hurt?"

But Xin's eyes were red, and she was very childish: "I just feel distressed, just thinking about it makes me unbearably sad!"

She had seen Qiao Yanyu's hand full of scars, the criss-cross crimson scars on it, deep and shallow, each one made her feel distressed, and she couldn't help crying after touching it.

Frostbite is very difficult to heal, and it will be even more difficult to heal from more injuries. She doesn't want to see Qiao Yanyu freeze a little bit.

Kexin's head slowly slid down from Qiao Yanyu's abdomen, and finally landed on the slender and thin hand beside Qiao Yanyu's side, pecking gently and cherishingly.

Warm kisses fell on the back of her hand one after another, causing Qiao Yanyu to feel an inexplicable emotion in her heart. She slowly withdrew her hand, and gently rubbed the wet tears in the corner of Kexin's eyes with her fingertips.

Ke Xin tilted her head, and rubbed her face against Qiao Yanyu's palm: "Ke Xin's face can also warm Zhu Zhu's hands, duck face is also very warm."

The tip of Qiao Yanyu's nose was reddish: "It's silly, it's not cold at all."

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