Chapter 281: dumpling
Chapter 281 Dumplings
Su Zhi came back to the room after taking a shower, but couldn't find the hair dryer on the dressing table, subconsciously opened the drawer of the dressing cabinet to look for it, only to find the amethyst hair tie she thought had been thrown away lying quietly in the drawer.
Xu Mei walked into his room with a hair dryer, "My hair dryer is broken, so I took yours and used it."
"Mom, why is this here?"
Seeing that she was holding a crystal hair tie in her hand, Xu Mei scolded angrily: "Last time it fell into the trash can, I picked it up for you."
Xu Mei put the hair dryer on the dressing table, turned her head and saw her staring at the hair tie in a daze, she couldn't help laughing.
"Is it that good-looking? I can't even roll my eyes."
Su Zhi whispered: "I thought I lost it."
"Since you like it, keep it well, don't lose it again, and no one will pick it up for you next time."
"understood."
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When Lu Hanyao came down from the second floor after taking a shower, Gu Siyu was already sitting in the dining room and started eating.
"Brother Yao, come and eat dumplings! I haven't seen you for a while, Lao Jiang is good at cooking, the taste of these dumplings is absolutely amazing!"
Afraid that a plate of dumplings would not be enough for two people, Jiangzhou fried two more steaks and brought them out.
Hearing Gu Siyu's words, he quickly explained with a smile: "Young Master Gu is too much, I didn't make these dumplings."
"Bought it? Which store, next time I will go directly to eat."
This plate of dumplings is only for one person. He ate half of the plate and was barely full.
"I'm not sure about this one, it was brought back by Wang Yuanqing."
Hearing this, Lu Hanyao, who was picking up a knife and fork to cut steak, paused.
He glanced at the fat and round dumplings on the dining table, then raised his eyes to Jiangzhou, "When did you get them?"
"It looked like it was just after 8 o'clock, and it was still frozen in a low temperature box."
"What else did he say?"
Jiang Zhou shook his head blankly, "I didn't say anything, what's wrong? Sir, is there something wrong with this dumpling?"
"It's okay, let's go down."
Gu Siyu ate a mouthful of steak, but still felt that it was not as delicious as the dumplings, so he couldn't help but stretched his fork towards the dumplings.
But before he hit the fork, a pair of chopsticks stretched out to block his fork.
Facing the man's cold gaze, Gu Siyu quickly smiled, "Brother Yao, how about giving you my steak and mine for the dumplings?"
Lu Hanyao smiled coldly, "Did you start dreaming before you fell asleep?"
"..."
Could it be that he, the grand prince of Huajian Group, is not worthy of a plate of dumplings?
Lu Hanyao directly brought the whole plate of dumplings in front of him, and seeing that the portion was obviously reduced by half, he threw a death stare at Gu Siyu.
Gu Siyu felt that if his eyes could be sharpened, his neck and head would probably have been separated.
"Brother Yao, as for what, I just ate a few of your dumplings, not my sister-in-law..."
Under the man's stern gaze like a knife's edge, he changed his tone from the heart, "...made dumplings!"
Lu Hanyao withdrew his gaze, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a rolly white dumpling, without any vinegar, just put it into his mouth.
Dumplings are tender and elastic, and the fillings are tender and juicy, with the unique fragrance of celery.
Gu Siyu knew that Lu Hanyao had always had a bad appetite, so he probably stopped after eating a few.
He was cutting the steak bite after bite, while waiting for the man to finish eating, so he could catch the leak.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
The number of dumplings on the plate went from a dozen to seven or eight, and then to four or five. Seeing that the number of dumplings was gradually decreasing, Gu Siyu's eyes widened.
"Brother Yao, don't you always eat less at night?"
Lu Hanyao didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to eat dumplings slowly.
The attitude is lazy, and the appearance is elegant, as if what you eat is not ordinary dumplings, but the supreme delicacy.
(end of this chapter)