The long time only sweets you

Chapter 595
In the evening sunset, Li Beiyao's sculptural face seemed to be shrouded in a faint yellow light, which made his original iceberg-like face seem less cold and ascetic.

Shi Lan's hands were white and soft, with slender fingers wrapped in Li Beiyao's palm, as if they were boneless.

She looked at him, and he held her tightly, with a bit of silent tenderness.

Shi Lan couldn't help feeling hot on his face, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

However, he grabbed her hand again and tightened it.

It seems that he doesn't plan to let her go...

Shi Lan pursed her lips and let him lead her.

Li Beiyao pressed the combination lock, opened the door, and the two entered the house together.

Shi Lan took the bag in his hand, walked towards the kitchen, and said, "Tell me how to make fried dumplings, and I'll do the rest."

"Okay." He followed her into the room.

He took off the apron, took Shi Lan's hand, put it on for her, and tied a bow on her back.

The two were so close that when she looked up, she could see his Adam's apple.

She couldn't help but think of how she accidentally kissed his Adam's apple in the elevator room of the hospital, and her face turned red again when it became hot.

"What are you thinking?" he asked amusedly.

"Nothing, that..."

She smoothed the hair from her temples to hide the unnaturalness on her face, "Hey, do I need a pan to make these fried dumplings? Do I need to put a lot of oil? Also, how high should the fire be? Will I Accidentally, I blew up your kitchen again..."

Seeing her chattering, Li Beiyao laughed out loud, "Why don't I make fried dumplings, and you do the rest."

"How about that?"

She hurriedly shook her head and said, "You are a doctor's hand, it's precious, you should teach me the key points."

Does she still know how to feel sorry for others?
The smile on the corner of Li Beiyao's mouth couldn't help but spread.

"Alright."

He nodded and had already tied the apron for her.

It was rare for her to be so self-conscious, and Li Beiyao didn't say anything else, so he rolled up his sleeves and began to guide her in making fried dumplings.

In fact, he seldom makes fried dumplings, but because he is born with the ability of never forgetting, no matter whether he is studying medicine or cooking, he can always remember it once he has seen it.

"Originally, these dumplings should be made by yourself, but you don't know how to make them, and my hands are injured, so I can only use quick-frozen dumplings instead."

Li Beiyao explained.

Shi Lan licked her lips and said, "It's okay, I'm not picky about food, it doesn't matter what material it is made of, as long as it tastes good."

"Oh," he chuckled, turned his head and said narrowly, "this advantage is very good, easy to raise."

Easy to raise?

Shi Lan frowned, "Hey, I'm not a pig!"

Li Beiyao raised his hand to gently pinch her pouty face, and said, "But you look alike now."

"Li, Bei, Yao!"

Li Beiyao couldn't hold back his smile, held his belly in his hands, and burst out laughing.

The atmosphere in the kitchen was harmonious and harmonious. Although it was Shi Lan's first time making fried dumplings, fortunately, it was not difficult to make, and with Li Beiyao's supervision, a pot of delicious fried dumplings came out of the oven.

Afterwards, under Li Beiyao's guidance, she made a few more side dishes. Although they were not complete in color and flavor, they were much better than before.

"I'm so full." After dinner, she held her stomach and sighed, "As long as there is delicious food, there will be no troubles."

Such a casual remark of hers was caught by Li Beiyao's ears.

He frowned, "Did you encounter any trouble today?"

(End of this chapter)