You are as naughty as an appendix

Tong Xiaoxiao skillfully adjusted the stuffing, cut the stuffing, and rolled the skin. A series of movements flowed smoothly, and she could not take her eyes off Duan Ran.

"You learned it from your aunt?" Duan Ran was a little surprised at Tong Xiaoxiao's proficiency.

Tong Xiaoxiao shook her head: "I learned from my grandma. I used to be busy at home and my mother didn't have time to cook, so I went to my grandma's house to learn how to cook."

A feeling of distress spread in Duan Ran's heart, he rolled up his sleeves, and imitated Tong Xiaoxiao to pick up a piece of dough: "Teach me to make dumplings."

"Okay." Tong Xiaoxiao narrowed her peachy eyes, walked around behind Duan Ran, stretched out her long arms to wrap him in her arms, covered Duan Ran's wrist with her flour-stained hands, and climbed to her fingertips little by little. There are traces of flour on the delicate back of the hand.

"Put this side against the tiger's mouth, and the other side too," Tong Xiaoxiao said softly against Duan Ran's ear, "Okay, squeeze hard."

"Hmm!" Duan Ran was thrilled by the hot air blowing by Tong Xiaoxiao's ears, and the blush on his face spread to the base of his ears.

"Why are your ears so red?" Tong Xiaoxiao asked knowingly.

"Yes, it's a bit hot." Duan Ran put the wrapped dumplings on the curtain.

"Oh, it's a bit hot." Tong Xiaoxiao's eyes darkened, and the tip of her tongue went over her lips to lick Duan Ran's ear.

The hot and humid touch made Duan Ran's body stiff, half of his body went numb.

"Yeah—" A muffled groan escaped from Duan Ran's throat while he wasn't paying attention, and Duan Ran's face turned even redder.

Tong Xiaoxiao seemed to be encouraged, and her teeth began to grind Duan Ran's ear bones lightly.

"Xiaoxiao~" Duan Ran's voice was a little hoarse, and his words had an ending sound, "Make dumplings~"

"Well," Tong Xiaoxiao agreed, playing with Duan Ran's earlobe with her tongue more vigorously, and the voice mixed with water vapor came into Duan Ran's ear, "Use the method I taught you to wrap one yourself."

Duan Ran picked up a piece of dough with trembling fingers, put a small spoonful of vegetables on it, and gently squeezed it against the tiger's mouth.

"Are you Parkinson's?"

Tong Xiaoxiao's voice exploded in Duan Ran's ears again, and Duan Ran's hand shook violently, holding a very ugly dumpling in his palm.

Tong Xiaoxiao reached out to take it: "Tsk, it's so ugly, whoever makes it will eat."

After speaking, he threw the dumplings on the curtain, let go of Duan Ran, and continued making dumplings.

The pressure behind him disappeared, Duan Ran let out a long sigh of relief, and continued making dumplings like Tong Xiaoxiao, his face was still cold, but his fair face was still blush.

Tsk, prudish.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Tong Xiaoxiao was afraid that Duan Ran would be hungry, so she didn't tease him anymore.Sending Duan Ran to boil a pot of hot water, Tong Xiaoxiao speeded up her hands.

Soon two large plates of dumplings were brought to the table. The dumplings on the plates were a mixed bag. There were white fat ones with thin skin and big stuffing, and round and jade-like ones, as well as defective products that were crooked and cracked.

Tong Xiaoxiao picked out a defective product from Duan Ranbao, dipped it in some vinegar, um, it was delicious.

It's not as delicious as dumplings, and as fun as Duan Ran.

Although Duan Ran didn't say any compliments, he ate all the big plate in front of him in a face-saving way. When he stood up, his belly bulged slightly, revealing everything.

Tong Xiaoxiao triumphantly cleaned up the two plates and went to find Duan Ran for a reward.

"Brother Ran, would you like to take me out for a walk~ Let's digest our food~"

Duan Ran nodded, put on a white sweater and took Tong Xiaoxiao out.

It was raining lightly outside, and there was still an aunt dancing in the square in the park, Tong Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling: "I'm really dedicated."

"Aunts in Harbin are dancing square dances in the snow." Duan Ran answered.

"Really?" Tong Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"Well, there is one in Teacher Pan's community, and I can take you to see it in the future."

"Are you very familiar with Teacher Pan?" Tong Xiaoxiao felt a little pissed, after all, Duan Ran was the kind of existence in his heart that would have no friends.

"I participated in a competition with him, and the teacher's wife cooks delicious food. If I have a chance, I will take you to eat." Duan Ran seemed to see Tong Xiaoxiao's careful thoughts, and took advantage of the opportunity to clear up the abnormal relationship between himself and Teacher Pan in Tong Xiaoxiao's mind.

"Is it delicious to cook with me?" Tong Xiaoxiao insisted.

"No." In my heart, you cook the best food.

Tong Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, seeing that the rain was getting heavier, she put the hat of Duan Ran's sweater on his head: "It's raining heavily, do you want to go back?"

"Ah."

Passing by a carport with no street lights, Tong Xiaoxiao, who has a good taste, pressed Duan Ran against the wall, bowed her head and kissed him.

Between the lingering lips and teeth, a silver thread flowed from the corner of Duan Ran's mouth, and at the moment of flashing, Duan Ran hugged Tong Xiaoxiao tightly.

"Are you afraid of lightning?"

"I'm not afraid." Duan Ran's cold voice in the dark was slightly panting.

"Tough mouth." Tong Xiaoxiao also hugged Duan Ran tightly.

"No."

Well, your mouth is not hard, but very soft.