I Got Caught After Flirting with the Wrong Person

Luo Yusen didn't have any special memories of Chinese New Year in the past. Even when his parents were still there, it was just the three of them having a meal together, and then went about their own business. Later, the place of eating was changed to his aunt's house. To him, it was more like socializing, but now that Fei Bai took the trouble to put up couplets and hang up lanterns at home, the deserted atmosphere was swept away, and the huge house became a little more lively.

Fei Bai noticed that Luo Yusen stared at the small plastic ingot hanging from the chandelier for a long time after he came back from work that day, and thought he thought it was ugly, so he guessed the other person's thoughts and asked, "Senior brother, if you don't like it, I'll take it down? "

Luo Yusen came back to his senses and said succinctly: "Keep it."

Then he reached out and twirled Nian Feibai's earlobe: "You can hang whatever you want."

Fei Bai pressed the back of his hand: "Senior brother, shall we make dumplings for Feifei tonight? The ones with money in them, the ones that will bring good luck next year."

"Okay," Luo Yusen said again with a smile, "Why are you still superstitious at such an age?"

"This is not superstition, this is a good wish!" Fei Bai plausibly said.

When he was at home today, he prepared the dough and dumpling stuffing. Speaking of which, this was Fei Bai's first time making dumplings by himself. He was afraid of failure, so he brought Luo Yusen with him. Luo Yusen shared the risk with him.

Fei Bai was worried that Fei Fei would stay alone in the room, so he asked the little girl to come and sit beside him, and gave her a small piece of dough to play with.

Luo Yusen had never made dumplings before, and Fei Bai realized when he was studying the recipe carefully with his hands in his hands. This young master who used to be an untouchable young master probably could not be counted on.

But Fei Bai obviously underestimated Luo Yusen's learning ability as a computer science Ph. superior.

Mr. Luo, who is self-taught, glanced at the dumplings made by his children. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Fei Bai was offended: "Brother, what do you mean?"

Luo Yusen felt that the child's angry look was cute, so he tapped the tip of his nose with a flour-soaked finger: "It's nothing interesting, I just think the dumplings you make are just like you, special..."

He thought for a while: "Special."

It's special... Fei Bai stared at the strangely shaped dumplings he made for a while, and felt that Luo Yusen's evaluation was quite reserved.

"Everyone looks different, so why don't dumplings work," he muttered.

"No way," Luo Yusen lowered his head and made another dumpling, "Why don't you go play with Feifei for a while, and leave the rest to me."

This was simply blatant contempt, Fei Bai was very angry, he squatted down and asked Feifei: "Feifei, don't you just want to eat the dumplings made by your brother instead of mine?"

Feifei shook her head appreciatively.

Fei Bai was satisfied: "That's right, it has to be the shape you want, Brother Fei Bai will wrap it for you."

After thinking for a while, Feifei said something.

"What? Dumplings wearing skirts?" Fei Bai was taken aback, "Can dumplings still wear skirts?"

Feifei nods.

Luo Yusen glanced at his sister, and said to Fei Bai calmly, "She's talking about wontons."

Fei Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was about to say something, when Fei Fei called him, "Fei, Brother Fei Bai."

Pronunciation is clear, just slightly stuttering.

Fei Bai stopped the movements of his hands immediately: "What did you just say, Feifei?"

This was the first time he had heard her speak so clearly since he became Feifei's tutor.

He raised his head and asked Luo Yusen again: "Brother, did you hear that?"

"I heard you." Luo Yusen's gaze was fixed on Feifei, "Feifei, call Brother Feibai again."

Feifei hesitated for a moment, held the dough in his hand, and tried to call out again: "Brother Feibai."

This time it was even more correct than before.

Fei Bai immediately threw away the half-wrapped dumplings in his hand, went over and tugged at the little girl's braids, and was so excited that he said incoherently: "Feifei, are you getting better... Can you say something else, come on, give me a shout Brother Sen."

He tried his best to teach Feifei for a long time, but the little girl still could only call out Brother Feibai coherently, and could only hop out any other words one by one, but it was much better than before.

"Look, senior brother, I just said it's okay, I will call me today, and I should be able to call you in a few days!" Fei Bai said, grabbing Luo Yusen's arm.

Luo Yusen said "Yes" and said, "Take her for a review after the Chinese New Year."

Then he looked at his younger sister again: "I like Brother Feibai so much? You want to call him the first one?"

Fei Bai laughed: "Brother, why are you still jealous of me? Don't worry, Feifei will definitely call you."

Luo Yusen asked unintentionally, "What are you calling me?"

"Brother Yu Sen." Fei Bai said.

Luo Yusen raised the corners of his lips: "Call again."

Only then did Fei Bai come to his senses, and gently pushed him: "Senior brother, why are you doing this?"

Luo Yusen laughed through his nose: "What's the matter?"

After a pause, he leaned over and said something next to Fei Bai's ear.

Fei Bai blushed immediately: "No, it's still in front of Fei Fei."

"That night." Luo Yusen said.

Fei Bai didn't want to discuss this with the old hooligan in front of Fei Fei, so he nodded in agreement.

When they were halfway making dumplings, Luo Yusen's cell phone rang suddenly. He picked it up, listened for a while and said, "Well, I'm at home, you can deliver it now."

Fei Bai asked curiously, "Who is it, brother?"

"Luo Chengcheng, here to deliver something." Luo Yusen said.

Half an hour later the doorbell rang, Fei Bai went to open the door, and Luo Chengcheng walked in with a big bag and a small bag. When he saw Luo Yusen who was making dumplings, his whole portrait was paused, and it took him a long time to choke out a sentence: "Brother You still do this?"

He really didn't expect to see his brother put on an apron and make dumplings like a housewife in his lifetime. This is too amazing, even more incredible than Voldemort dancing in the square.

Luo Chengcheng's eyes rolled, and he felt that he had to fight for this meal, so that he could go out and brag that he had eaten the dumplings made by President Luo.

So he put down the New Year's necessities that his parents asked him to send, and asked sullenly: "Brother, I worked so hard to bring you so many things, you won't let me have a meal?"

Afraid of Luo Yusen's immediate refusal, he said, "It's just one meal, brother, you see, we have been brothers for more than 20 years, how rare this is, isn't it."

"It's rare," Luo Yusen said casually, "Anyone else would have severed ties with you long ago."