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That night, Lin He was quite excited when she knew that she was going to make zongzi tomorrow. The way she got excited was after dinner, she dragged Cassandra to discuss what fillings to make tomorrow.

Of course, she doesn't think about meat dumplings at all.

— After all, she is a complete sweet party.

"Maybe you'd like chocolate?" Dick put in. "Sounds good, doesn't it? I just bought some."

Cassandra "..."

It sounds like a good look.

Although Cassandra still showed no fluctuations in expression, Lin He could feel that the other party was probably moved by Dick's proposal.

Lin He glared at Dick, then decisively stretched out his hand to hold down Cassandra, who seemed to be planning to make chocolate dumplings with Dick immediately, then turned his head and looked at the two of them with a smile, Dick said, "No, Dick, I think you'd better Drop that idea."

"Why?" Dick asked with an innocent face. "I checked, and there are indeed chocolate dumplings, and they seem to be quite simple."

Lin He immediately choked back and said, "Ha, there is indeed such a thing, this gentleman. But I'm sorry-it's really hard for me to imagine that you can make chocolate dumplings perfectly."

"Judging by the way you handled yourself poorly in Bludhaven."

Lin He added, and after finishing speaking, he showed a polite smile to Dick, as if he just said something to praise Dick.

Dick sighed and said plaintively, "...Oh, Hurley, you're getting less and less cute."

And Dick really wanted to argue that he wasn't that bad at taking care of himself!Although his cooking skills are not very good, he can still cook some simple meals.

Usually it's just because I'm too busy to take care of it!

But he couldn't say that, after all, he couldn't tell Lin He that her amiable and respectable elder brother had work day and night, so he was busy.

But he will not admit defeat when it comes to zongzi fillings.

Lin He glanced at Dick, who was even more motivated after being complained about by her, feeling a little speechless.

But once again she was determined not to eat the zongzi made by Dick.

"Karshan, what do you think?" Lin He turned his head and tried to find support.

Cassandra glanced at Dick out of the corner of her eye before replying, "Of course I'm with you, Hurley."

Just the last time they were all packed up for a family adventure, when Dick had impressed her by making a cake—even if he had done it on purpose.

"Remember to mark you, Hurley," Cassandra said firmly.

"I happen to think so too." Lin He and Cassandra looked at each other tacitly, and the two ignored Dick who was trying to express his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

From the corner of her eye, Lin He saw Jason gloating and sitting next to Dick. Although the other party's voice was relatively quiet, she couldn't hear what Jason said to Dick, but seeing Dick's kind smile, it must be something bad.

Decided to ignore the group of boys at home for now Lin He made a proposal to Cassandra that she always wanted to realize "Cassan, can we sleep together tonight? We can also chat at night! Oh my god, I have many, many Didn't tell you anything interesting on the phone."

Lin He looked at Cassandra with some expectation, but then she noticed that Cassandra's expression was a little hesitant, and her gaze seemed to look past her to somewhere behind her.

Subconsciously, Lin He also turned his head to look at the place Cassandra was looking at just now, and then looked at Bruce holding a glass with ease and comfort written all over his body.

Being stared at by Lin He, Bruce was completely unhurried, and he even showed a gentle smile to Lin He.

I saw Bruce raised the glass in his hand and shook it in Lin He's sight, then blinked at Lin He and said, "Hulley, what's the matter? Do you also want a cup of hot milk before going to bed?"

Lin He immediately raised his vigilance and said, "It's a good idea, but I don't think I can drink it now."

Don't want her to help you drink your share of milk!

Bruce shrugged. "Well, that's a pity."

After he finished speaking, he said good night to Lin He and the others sitting there, and then he really left, probably looking at the study.

Although Lin He was a little surprised that Bruce didn't say a few more words on this topic, but simply took his milk upstairs-she thought Bruce would at least find a chance to give the milk to Dick?

But Lin He didn't continue to think about this question. She turned her head to stare at Cassandra and asked, "How is it, Cassan? Just proposed?"

"About this, Hurley," Cassandra said seriously, "I probably won't be able to sleep with you, or talk at night."

Lin He "Why?"

Could it be that she was afraid that she would kick the quilt?

Cassandra's eyes drifted away again, and she saw Jason and Dick talking to her silently, and Dick started boxing directly - letting Jason act as a sandbag temporarily.

"Hulley, I've been practicing a kind of martial art recently." Cassandra withdrew her gaze and said in a very sincere tone, "I might use it unintentionally while sleeping, so..."

Lin He slowly made a question mark.

What kind of martial arts do you practice?Sleep punch?

But Lin He thought about Cassandra's force value, and really flinched a bit.

To be honest, although Cassandra was merciless at the time in the training room, Lin He didn't believe that it was Cassandra's full level.

If it's the full level, then Cassandra is not training her self-preservation methods, but how to quickly and gracefully fall to the ground-and within one move.

……

……

Since Cassandra came, the task of waking up Lin He was completely handed over to her.

And Cassandra is adapting well.

Tim and others can only find ways to wake up Lin He remotely, but Cassandra who can enter Lin He's room is different.

With the advantage that she can enter Lin He's room, she has countless effective ways to wake Lin He up.

Including but not limited to lifting the quilt, shaking, pulling the curtains to let the sun shine in, putting a wet towel on Lin He's face in Dreaming, etc.

By the way, she used them all when she woke up Lin He this morning.

After washing and changing clothes, Lin He came out of the room and waited for Cassandra outside the door, "Should I be glad you didn't wake me up while singing?"

To which Cassandra responded "Hurley, do you think I need that?"

"...Well, I have to admit, girl, you convinced me."

After going downstairs to eat breakfast, several people were gearing up to start making zongzi.

"Wait for Damian!" Lin He paused and immediately wanted to start, trying to be the first to successfully make zongzi Damian, said, "Do you know the essentials of making zongzi?"

Damian glanced at her sideways, raised his chin and said, "Of course, I've already made preparations—especially about how to make zongzi."

Lin He raised his eyebrows, "Okay, then I'll wait for Chef Damian to make delicious rice dumplings. I hope it's not some dark cuisine."

While the two were talking, Alfred began to distribute zong leaves and thin cotton ropes to everyone, and the stuffing was in the kitchen for everyone to take at will.

After posting, the whole family fell into an eerie silence.

Seeing this, Alfred smiled slightly and said, "What's the matter? I think it's a good time to do it now. Maybe we can have homemade zongzi for lunch—it sounds very good, doesn't it?"

After two seconds of silence, Jason was the first to speak out.

Jason looked at his zongzi, and said in a strange tone, "This sounds very good, Ah Fu... But, can I know why Hurley and I have the most zongzi?"

Lin He stared at her share of zong leaves, with a delicate expression as if looking at a sworn enemy.

She glanced at Bruce, and then slowly replied, "Jason, don't you think you're asking nonsense?"

After Lin He finished speaking, Jason resolutely distributed part of the zong leaves to Cassandra and Tim who sat on both sides of him to reduce his workload.

Making zongzi is fun, but making too much will be boring.

Lin He paused after seeing Jason's movements, as if reminded, she looked at the guys on both sides of her——

Dick, sitting on Lin He's left, smiled brightly and expectantly at her, while Bruce, sitting on Lin He's right, glanced at Lin He calmly, and then began to roll his sleeves, seeming very confident.

Lin He "..."

Oh, great, so here comes the problem.

Who should she give the zong leaves to?