After always abandoning the paranoid boss

Chapter 247 Making Dumplings

Bao Jingsi took him in for a long time and let He Yu have a meal in his apartment, after which He Yu pestered him even more.

He yelled all day long that his cooking was delicious, and he wanted to have another meal, no, several meals.

Last time at the Tangshan Hot Spring Club, Su Yu and the others asked him to cook fish, and Bao Jingsi figured out with his toes that it was He Yu, a foolish fool.

It is often said that serious men are the most attractive.

Su Yu supported her chin, looked at Bao Jingsi's serious expression, and suddenly felt that Bao Jingsi was actually quite pleasing to the eye.

Although a grumpy dog ​​is a bit of a dog.

But if it really counts, Bao Jingsi is still very good.

"Look what I do?"

Bao Jingsi finished kneading the dough, looked at the remaining flour on the table, quietly grabbed a handful, and walked to Su Yu's side.

Su Yu shook her head, "I'm a little hungry."

Her eyes couldn't help falling on the crowing chicken in the trash can.

The trash can is new and clean.

And there is a paper box outside the fried chicken, and a big paper bag is set outside the paper box.

Therefore, fried chicken is also clean.

Su Yu suddenly felt a little greedy, she swallowed.

"Don't look at it, you can't eat it even if you look at it." Bao Jingsi's tone was cool.

Su Yu turned her head and stared at him.

At this moment, Bao Jingsi raised his hand, revealing the flour in his hand.

Su Yu already sensed that something was wrong, but before she could escape, Bao Jingsi blew hard on her face.

flour--

All of a sudden, Su Yu's face was blurred.

Su Concubine: "!!! I beat you!"

The little girl wiped her face, then picked up a handful of flour without hesitation, and threw it on Bao Jingsi's head without hesitation.

Although the little girl was shorter than Bao Jingsi, because she was thrown upwards, the flour fell profusely, and soon Bao Jingsi's hair turned white.

...

Not long after, Bao Jingsi quickly rolled out the dumpling wrappers.

The dumpling skin was thin, Bao Jingsi put him in the palm of his hand, and signaled Su Yu to take a good look at it, "This way, and then this...do you understand?"

The little girl nodded very honestly: "It's understandable, but there may be some problems in actual operation."

"It's okay, the first time is raw and the second time is familiar."

Bao Jingsi didn't think that a god of learning who could get perfect marks in the competition would not be able to learn how to make dumplings.

With a lazy tone, he demonstrated it to Su Yu again, and then began to make dumplings.

The children are hungry, at least they should pack a few out early and put them in the pot first.

Holding the dumpling wrapper, Su Yu scooped the dumpling filling into it curiously, then imitated Bao Jingsi's movement and closed it, wrapping it with lace bit by bit.

She looked at the round dumplings in her palm, and suddenly bent her eyes with a sense of accomplishment.

However, when Su Yu put the wrapped dumplings on the plate, suddenly, the dumpling wrappers fell apart.

Su Yu: "..." She looked at Bao Jingsi.

Good guy.

She gave Bao Jingsi a thumbs up in her heart.

In the time she made one dumpling that fell apart, Bao Jingsi had already made seven or eight dumplings.

Moreover, Bao Jingsi seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The dumplings he made looked exactly the same size and almost the same shape, and they looked almost the same. When they were placed on the plate, they were still very neat.

Su Yu looked at Bao Jingsi's dumplings, and then at her own dumplings.

Suddenly he covered his forehead.

Strange, why did she agree to Bao Jingsi to make dumplings with him?

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　　Flour inspired by life
　　But everyone remember, don't play with flour in the kitchen, be careful of explosion~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)