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Chapter 37 I don't want to either, but it.
Just when she was about to speak, she saw Dabai open his paws with excitement, and his pink flesh pads leaked out. Yunxi covered her nose in the next second, for fear that the nosebleed would be covered.

"I don't want it to touch the flour either! But it showed me a plum blossom!"

She has no principles now, anyway, this is Ji Nanzhu's own cat, and he will definitely not despise his own cat!
Yunxi helped Dabai wipe his paws, and then let him do what he wanted. Dabai played with it for a few times and then lost interest again. Yunxi sighed regretfully, unable to see the flowers blooming, and then she Put some salt in the flour to increase its toughness later on.

Without Dabai's interruption, she quickly turned the flour in the basin into a piece of dough. The slightly soft dough was suitable for eating at night, so that her stomach would be comfortable.

Putting the dough on the board, Yunxi walked to the soup pot, stirred the soup pot gently, then skimmed off the foam and oil stars on the top of the soup, and continued to let it simmer.

When she finished handling the soup pot, she went back to the dough, and saw a beautiful little plum blossom right on top of the dough, but the instigator turned her head to the side, pretending not to see the plum blossom.

Yun Xi's heart melted. She picked up the plum blossom dough and walked to Ji Nanzhu not far away. However, she saw that Ji Nanzhu's expression was a little strange. When he saw her walking over with the dough, his expression became even weirder. up.

"What are you doing with this?" Ji Nanzhu made a preemptive strike. He couldn't say that he had just met for a group meeting, but he didn't want the dough to be so soft, leaving evidence of the crime.

Yun Xi didn't notice Ji Nanzhu's expression. She was focused on the dough. "I don't have a camera. Do you have a camera? Take a picture of this dough for me!"

Ji Nanzhu didn't know what Yunxi meant, but he took out his optical brain and took a photo of the dough. He said while taking the photo, "What are you doing for this photo?"

"Don't you think this is cute?!" Yun Xi's eyes were full of little stars.

“If you don’t take photos of such a lovely scene, you will regret it for the rest of your life!”

Looking at Ji Nanzhu's puzzled gaze, Yun Xi said indifferently, "If I didn't have a camera, I wouldn't have asked you to do this. Don't worry, when I get paid, the first thing I will do is go Buy an optical computer, specially used to save Mimi Dabai's photos!"

While talking, Yunxi looked at Dabai, with a slightly wretched expression.

"Who doesn't like kittens!" She walked back holding the dough as she spoke, and put the dough on the board. It was just kneaded briefly, and now she needs to beat the dough to increase its strength.

Because of the silence of the night, Yunxi didn't make too much noise, but simply dropped it, making sure that the surface would not break easily, then stopped exerting force, and then began to press it into shape.

There was no special rolling pin here, and Yun Xi looked around the kitchen but couldn't find anything suitable. In the end, she had no choice but to use her hands to roll out the dough, and then cut it into strips of even thickness.

If you can’t make cut noodles, then make stretched noodles.

The noodles seemed to have vitality in Yun Xi's hands. Ji Nanzhu looked at it from a distance and saw that the noodles that did not look long were stretched by Yun Xi into a long one. Under the light, it can even be seen that there are dim spots of light on the face.

Ji Nanzhu suddenly felt that the history of the world was so quiet, and all the messy work in his mind was swept away, leaving only figures of little girls stretching their faces like dancing.

(End of this chapter)