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My sister cut a little skin, Xiaoyan, you are very concerned and careful, and it took you a full five minutes to bandage a wound. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info and the wound she made Hu Yaojue cut was obviously much deeper than her sister's wound.

It turned out to be good, and the fingers haven't been broken yet, so what are you screaming about?

Those words were like thunder, bombarding back and forth in her heart unscrupulously, blowing up her heart to be scorched and messy. Crystal tears were about to slip down her cheeks.

"Director, you don't want to cry, do you?" Wang Yan looked hesitant, his eyes a little surprised.

"That's right, people just want to cry. Linghu Yaojue felt that it was not enough for her to pretend to be weak, and immediately she looked delicate and weak, and she looked pitiful, which made people feel sorry for me.

At this moment, Hu Yaojue felt that her acting skills had been sublimated, and she believed that even if she looked at herself in a mirror, she would feel sorry for herself.

"Wronged, want to cry?" Wang Yan sighed deeply and melancholy.

"Well, people are just wronged, they just want to cry. Linghu Yaojue's terrifying eyes were filled with a touch of moisture. Seeing Wang Yan's melancholy face, he couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed.

Wang Yan, Wang Yan, you have been defeated this time, right?

Sure enough, what men fear most is women's tears. In the hard steel, it has to be turned into finger wrapping in tears. Hmph, it's time for all kinds of comfort and coaxing next, right?

Should I be obedient, or should I take care of it? No, I can't just do it so easily. If a man gets it too easily, he often doesn't cherish it enough.

At the very least, you'll have to pinch him two or three times.

Just when Linghu Yaojue's heart was endless, Wang Yan rolled his eyelids, pointed to the kitchen door and said: "Director Linghu, you are full and have nothing to do and want to cry, so go to the bathroom to cry, I still want to make noodles and chop dumpling filling, don't get in my way here." Shi Niang is hungry and waiting to eat dumplings. ”

What the?

Ling Hu Yaojue suddenly felt dozens of heavenly thunders, which continued to blast towards her heart. Don't get in the way here, Shiniang is hungry and waiting to eat dumplings......

Those words, every sentence was like the power of an atomic bomb, which made Hu Yaojue want to die.

Is the gap between myself and my sister really that big? No, no, no, this guy must be a mature woman himself, a wife and a wife. It's not that I'm not good enough, but that guy is just a good one.

The more Ling Hu Yaojue thought about it, the more he felt that reason, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had found a direction. Immediately, she stomped her feet and scolded, "Wang Yan, you pervert." Then she ran away in tears.

Perverted ~ perverted?

Wang Yan looked inexplicable, and asked her to cry outside, where is this pervert?

Woman, what a nuisance.

A dignified bureau chief, so hypocritical, how can he lead the group to fight against the bad guys? No matter what she is, the master doesn't seem to have eaten dinner, and if she wants to eat dumplings at this point, she must be hungry, so hurry up and chop the dumpling filling.

"DuangDuangDuangDuang~" Wang Yan raised the knife and fell, and the knife shadow became a piece, and the dumpling filling was easily chopped. After that, the conversation began. This dough is a delicate effort, you have to live hard, otherwise the dumpling skin will not be elastic.

Just when Wang Yan was busy with work.

In the living room, Linghu Yaojue was crying to her sister with tears in her eyes: "Sister, people don't play anymore, this also hurts self-esteem too much." Wang Yan, that guy doesn't like me at all, what he likes is your sister. ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Concubine Linghu Yao's pretty eyes were horizontal, "My sister is his sister, and he only has respect for his sister." ”

"Then, then how could he be like this?" Ling Hu Yaojue was depressed, and complained extremely depressed, "Obviously, my acting is not bad, but how can the gap between his performance of the two of us be so huge? ”

"Yo yo yo, you're a typical ass stool slanted. Concubine Linghu Yao glanced at her angrily, "My sister saw all the routines you had just now." The performance is too pompous and too crafty. The skills of our nine-tailed sky fox clan are natural and natural, without revealing any artificial traces. You're still a little tender. ”

"So what to do? Anyway, people don't want to play anymore. Linghu Yaojue sulked a little angrily, today's everything really hit her too hard. It's already starting to make her doubt her life.

"Yao Jue, our nine-tailed fox clan all seem to be weak, but in fact they are all persistent races in their hearts. Concubine Linghu Yao encouraged, "The more difficult things are, the more we have to face them." In this way, my sister will show you again, and you can learn a little more for me. ”

"Okay, I'll try again. Linghu Yaojue looked unconfident, and some were suspicious.

"You've shown your sister a good look. Concubine Linghu Yao swayed her willow waist and walked towards the kitchen, full of confidence, "I think that at the beginning, your brother-in-law Cao Jingluo was defeated by this trick." ”

It's true?

Ling Hu Yaojue's spirit was shocked, and she hurriedly followed.

I saw Concubine Linghu Yao leaning against the kitchen door in a charming manner, and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Yan, have the dumplings been wrapped? ”

Wang Yan looked back, and immediately felt a sense of excitement, hurriedly turned his head again, and said dryly: "Master, master." Hurry, hurry. My noodles have been reconciled, and the dumpling filling has been chopped. If you're hungry, I'll make you dumplings. ”

As he spoke, Wang Yan quickly wrapped the dumplings. With his current strength, his ability to control himself has long reached the point of being at will. Just making dumplings, naturally, is not a problem.

With a pinch and a rub of the hand, a dumpling came out.

In just a few seconds, three or five dumplings are wrapped.

"Oh, you're too slow, my sister is here to help you. Concubine Linghu Yao was wrapped in a foxy fragrance, almost sticking to Wang Yan's side, picking up the dough delicately, and began to knead it between the green onions.

Linghu Yaojue, who followed her and probed her brain, listened with a sweaty face. Not to mention, my sister's ability to tell nonsense with her eyes open is still first-class. What does it mean that a person is too slow to pack?

Looking at Wang Yan's hand speed, dozens of dumplings can be produced in a minute, which is also called slow?

"Ouch, Xiao Yanna. The teacher doesn't know how to make dumplings, you come to teach the teacher. Concubine Linghu Yao pinched the dough and said with a look of shame.

"Uh...... All right. "The master has a life, how dare Wang Yan disobey. I did it in slow motion on the spot, and then said, "Master, it's as simple as that." ”

"Is that so?"

"No, that's how it should be. ”

"Oops, I'm so stupid. ”

Unconsciously, Concubine Linghu Yao had already gotten into Wang Yan's arms, guiding him to put his arms around her and teach her to make dumplings hand in hand. That action, that posture, is really as ambiguous as it gets.

But one teaches seriously, and the other learns with ulterior motives.

Linghu Yaojue at the door of the kitchen, seeing their actions, felt a little sour in her heart, this posture really seems to be the scene of the hero and heroine playing clay in that movie.

It's also ambiguous.

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