I have become the white moonlight of the iceberg boss [Rebirth]

After taking a shower, Luo Chongyan was stared at by the housekeeper and drank a glass of milk. After brushing his teeth, he got into bed and fell asleep. He didn't notice that his pillow had been disturbed at all.

It wasn't until the next morning that I felt something scratching under my neck before I found out that it was wrapped in a particularly thick red envelope.

Luo Chongyan suspected that Shi Zhou had wrapped the bricks in, hugged him happily in his arms and rolled around on the bed twice, then lay down on the bed and carefully opened the red envelopes.

When I opened it, I saw a stack of red banknotes, and there was a small card on the banknotes, which was a portrait of Luo Chongyan.

The oil painting that is less than half the size of the palm makes him lifelike, and his agile eyes look bright. It is not difficult to find a small mole under his right eye if you look closely. The skin feels real and pinchable. letter.

"Sooner or later, replace the one in your wallet with this one!" Luo Chongyan sniffled, and put away the oil painting for Yue Ming to frame. He wanted to find a frame for his bedside table.

After Luo Chongyan washed and dressed, he went downstairs, earning New Year's greetings from others all the way.

During the day and night, one person sits on a deck chair on the balcony basking in the sun, holding a remnant of the Tibetan scriptures in his hand, light smoke curls up from the table, a faint white mist emerges from the mouth of the teapot, and there is a chessboard in the center to talk with himself.

The heating in the house was fully turned on, Shi Zhou only wore light and loose button-up trousers, and after taking off his suit, he took off the cold, serious and rigid mask to the outside, and put away his frightening demeanor. At this time, he looks like a hideaway Idle retirees, dressed elegantly and quietly, play chess and rabbits with simple food and light meals.

Luo Chongyan only wore loose trousers and a hooded sweater. He was completely shocked by Shiri's sudden change of style. He couldn't believe it was his big ice cube?

"Brother Zhou, Happy New Year." Luo Chongyan walked over and looked at Shi Zhou face to face, feeling a sense of immortality rushing towards such a big ice cube.

He took one look and didn't dare to take a second look. He had already started to fantasize about what it would be like to wear other clothes in his mind?

"Well, Happy New Year." Shi Zhou raised his hand and folded his loose sleeves, revealing a piece of honey-colored skin between the gloves and the sleeves, and the place where he usually wears a watch was replaced by a string of green bracelets.

Luo Chongyan couldn't move his eyes away from such a time, the treasure he had cherished for many years suddenly changed its appearance, and his heart was beating wildly.

The quiet atmosphere of the two was interrupted by a noise in the front hall. The housekeeper was urged by Yue Ming and Cheng Dong to urge the head chef to move the stuffing for dumplings, cutting boards and other things to the dining table in the living room. There are four kinds of fillings, both meat and vegetables, and the four big pots are full enough for the whole family to eat.

People in the north have to eat dumplings on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the dumplings must be wrapped with steel. The person who eats them will have a good omen, which means a lot of money.

Luo Chongyan didn't dare to stay any longer, being attracted by their lively scene.

When he passed by, they had already started wrapping. The head chef was in charge of rolling out evenly sized skins, and the housekeeper, Yue Ming Cheng Dong, was alone in charge of a stuffing.

Luo Chongyan was so envious, he wanted to start playing, he hadn't done it yet.

After washing his hands, he came out with his go chess tied. Pei Yuan and Qin Li also went downstairs. After greeting each other, they washed their hands and joined the dumpling making queue.

Luo Chongyan's always obedient hands were so weak at this time, and others squeezed his hands together to squeeze out a small round dumpling. What he squeezed out was the difference between a buyer's show and a seller's show.

And after he finished torturing each other with the disobedient dumplings, he looked up and found that they were all in pairs!

The head chef rolled the leather butler, and Cheng Dong, who was originally in charge of the bag, went over to help when he saw that he couldn’t roll it alone. Most of the skins he rolled fell into Yue Ming’s hands, and Qin Li, who knew how to roll the skins, also joined in. Pei Yuan, like Luo Chongyan, was a novice on the road , tremblingly harming the dumpling wrappers that others have worked so hard to roll out.

But it was Tan Li who did Pei Yuan's misfortune, and this one could only hope for him.

Only Luo Chongyan didn't have someone to roll his skin for him to yell, the young master pouted his mouth in displeasure, he never expected tons of dog food to be stuffed into his mouth on New Year's Day.

Moreover, everyone completely ignored Luo Chongyan as if they had made an appointment, and each did their own work, chatting happily.

The little young master who had always been held in the palm of his hand couldn't do it anymore. He looked at his ugly dumplings on the table, and he quit the dumpling making team after a while.

The aggrieved young master commanded the wheelchair to pluck the flowers on the shelf in the living room all the way, plucking a petal from each flower, and plucked and plucked the white roses on the table on Shi Zhou's balcony.

Shi Zhou had equal distribution of black and white pieces on the chessboard at hand, he raised his hand to pick up a black piece and was about to drop it, when suddenly a handful of flower petals of various colors were scattered on the place where the piece was going to be placed.

The young master who had nothing to do started to get angry again, and he only wanted to trouble this idle old man.

Shi Zhou put back the black chess, slightly raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he meant.

Luo Chongyan was not at all embarrassed about doing bad things, walked up to Shi Zhou, and touched his knee with his knee: "They all bully me, don't you care?"

Shi Zhou blinked his eyes and glanced at the bustling front hall. If you don't believe me, who would dare to bully the little bastard here.

"They all rolled skins and made bags! They all have partners, but I don't!" Luo Chongyan tugged at his sleeve, and the unspoken subtext was written in bright eyes.

Children in other people's families have partners, how could he not? !

Shi Zhou put down the Buddhist scriptures in the other hand, stood up and pushed Luo Chongyan in a different direction: "You have it."

Luo Chongyan was pushed over by Shi Zhou, happy, of course he has a partner, and his partner is the best, best, best!

When the two of them came over, Luo Chongyan's original place had already placed new breadboards, flour, rolling pins, reconciled noodles, fillings, and transparent gloves.

Shi Zhou took off his original gloves and replaced them with transparent ones, glanced at the way other people were rolling leather, and imitated it temporarily, after all, he had never wrapped himself before.

"Give me one... no, two steel forges." Luo Chongyan took two from Yue Ming's hands, and specially chose two dark blue plates to put the dumplings on.

The always generous young master suddenly snapped. He wrapped this with a big ice cube and didn't let others eat it!

Shi Zhou lowered his head and watched his hands slowly begin to roll the skin, while the others suppressed their surprise and doubt, and gritted their teeth to prevent the gossip spirit from leaking out of their mouths.

The gentleman who never made these by hand actually made dumplings!The person who is still in charge of rolling the skin needs to paste a hand of flour. How can the gentleman who is so hygienic that he explodes bear it? !

Luo Chongyan stared at the hand he was manipulating, eagerly waiting for his first skin.

The first skin of the day is rolled out like other people's. It is thin around and thick in the middle, so it is not easy to boil.

After Shi Zhou rolled it out, Luo Chongyan took out his mobile phone to take a picture. This was the first dumpling wrapper in Brother Zhou's life.

Shi Zhou took off his gloves and wanted to confiscate his phone, but he was not allowed to take pictures. Luo Chongyan avoided his claws, distractedly clicked on the camera and pressed it randomly.

The others stopped their rolling pins, dumpling wrappers, and chopsticks to watch them. Seeing that Luo Chongyan couldn't escape Shiri's swift attack, Pei Yuan and Yue Ming were anxious and wanted to help.

Luo Chongyan's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly slapped him into the flour basin. His palm covered with flour did not hide from bottom to top, and it was smeared on Shi Zhou's face like a thunderbolt...

Everyone felt that the young master was overwhelmed, and it was impossible for the husband not to blow up.

But when the palm was close to Shi Zhou's face, he withdrew his strength, and only stretched out a finger to lightly tap the tip of his pen, leaving a small white mark on him.

Looking at such a time, Luo Chongyan couldn't help giggling, he marked the big ice cube.

Shi Zhou blinked, recovered his senses, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

During the time before Shi Zhou came out, Luo Chongyan took countless close-ups of the dumpling skins with his mobile phone after laughing, and raised his mobile phone to take various photos with them.

Seeing this, the housekeeper went out to find a little girl who could take pictures, and asked her to take a few photos with a DSLR. The house hadn't been this lively for a long time.

Yue Ming and Cheng Dong exchanged glances while they were doing their work, and one of them asked the young master if he was so naughty, would he be so angry that he would scold him when he came out?After all, my husband even took out a feather duster before.

Cheng Dong blinked and tilted his head, it's impossible, Mr. won't be angry because of such a trivial matter.

How could my spoiled little daughter-in-law be willing to be the real culprit? Last time, the young master made a big fuss, and the aftermath has not dissipated.

When Shi Zhou came out after washing his face, he didn't say a single harsh word, nor did he show any angry expression on his face.

The first dumpling wrapper he rolled was crookedly wrapped by Luo Chongyan into a dumpling and placed in a small blue dish.

Luo Chongyan urged Shi Zhou to continue after making the dumplings. With such a small pot of stuffing, he had to rely on Shi Zhou for this morning's dumplings.

"You don't want me to be hungry, do you? It's the first day of the new year, right?" Luo Chongyan deliberately pretended to be wronged, the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and the exaggerated tone made people really want to hit him .

Yue Ming sighed, young master, you can take advantage of the good mood of the new year's husband.

Shi Zhou put on new gloves again, picked up the rolling pin and the cut noodles and began to roll them without complaint. After rolling one sheet, he put it in front of Luo Chongyan, admiring him. Added a little more.

Especially when Luo Chongyan was kneading the dumplings, he unconsciously raised his orchid fingers, and couldn't help but bend his eyes when he saw it.

Cheng Dong took a peek at Shi Zhou's earnest eyes on his wife, and really wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone for the old man and wife who are still in the polar region to see, where is this Mr. who has no emotion? Global warming, this big iceberg He finally met the sunshine he was destined to choose to melt away.

"How is it? Doesn't it look good?" Luo Chongyan spread out his palms and held the most beautiful dumpling he made in front of Shi Zhou and asked.

"Yeah." Shi Zhou affirmed, looking up at his dumplings.

Luo Chongyan, who was affirmed, quickly squeezed another one, and continued to hold it in front of him and asked, "What about this one? Is it good-looking?"

"Ah."

"This this..."

"nice."

"This is my ugliest!" Luo Chongyan himself was amused by the ugly dumplings he made, and wondered if the dumplings would be ripped open and only the skin remained.

"I eat."

As long as it is wrapped by the little bastard, he will eat it.