Gu Shao's naughty little cute wife

Gu Yanming stared at Mu Yanran, who was still laughing wildly. The latter stood up several times after being stared at by him, but couldn't hold back his laughter and bounced back.

"Is it that funny?" At this moment, Gu Yanming had already stood behind Mu Yanran, and she only needed to take a step back to stick Gu Yanming directly.

"Uh, no, I just thought it was interesting." Mu Yanran defended, feeling the pressure from behind her, her nerves tensed immediately.

Under Qin Han's deep gaze, Gu Yanming came to the table, picked up the dumpling wrappers and was about to help make dumplings, but just as he started, he was startled by Qin Han's exclamation: "Look, Yan Ran, he actually wants to make dumplings. "

Mu Yanran happened to raise her eyes to look at Gu Yanming, but she fell into his gaze full of expressions. She turned her head away and her earlobes turned red unnaturally.

"Yan Ran?" Qin Han didn't notice the two people looking at each other just now, and thought she didn't hear it.

"Well, I think it's an improvement for him to be able to pack."

Mu Yanran was obviously absent-minded, but Qin Han didn't seem to hear it, and kept agitated: "I think he must be a good bag, Yanran, why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet?" Mu Yanran raised her eyes, then pouted her lips and said, "I don't think there is any need to bet, because he must not be able to make a good deal. This is a game where the outcome must be known."

Qin Han nodded, wrapped a dumpling, moved his hands very slowly, leaned in front of Gu Yanming, and said in the next second, "Do you understand how to make a dumpling? Do you want to demonstrate it again?"

Gu Yanming frowned. He didn't expect that he just wanted to help and no one thought he could do it. He was so stubborn that before Qin Han demonstrated again, he stretched out his hand to wrap it up. At first, there was no problem with stuffing and sealing, but when the edges were folded, He really can't fold well.

The slender knuckles kept trying to be awkward, Qin Han and Mu Yanran stared at each other without blinking, but after a few times, they looked at each other with smiles, Qin Han's smile began to widen, and finally broke through the skin to reveal Come thick and turn into a big laugh.

"Haha, I just said he can't do it, Yanran, look, it's a waste of time."

Mu Yanran agreed without giving any face: "Gu Yanming, you'd better go and sit on the sofa. We'll let you come over to eat after we finish wrapping and cooking."

"I can try another one."