LOL Secret Love Guide [Esports]

Sheng Yinming has never participated in such a link as making dumplings for a family carnival.

Holding a warm cup of water, he sat on the soft sofa cushion and turned his head to watch Su's mother's busyness.Busy with kneading, kneading, raising, waking up, rolling out dough, and mixing stuffing.Unable to perform in the kitchen, the work of rolling the noodles was moved to the big table in the dining room, and the rolling pin was rotated twice to roll out a thin and beautiful dough.

Su Yuan was assigned the job of making stuffing, which requires a lot of strength, and the stuffing is delicious only if he keeps stirring vigorously.Sheng Yinming wanted to help at first, but his back was sore and his legs were weak, so Su Yuan drove him to sit on the sofa, eating and drinking for nothing.Su's mother said: "It's okay, don't worry, Xiao Sheng will pack it together after we finish our preparations. Will you pack it?"

Sheng Yinming would not.

He never had this experience.

When I was eight years old, I never made dumplings at home. I either bought quick-frozen ones and cooked them, or went outside to eat in dumpling restaurants.Making dumplings, making glutinous rice balls, making zongzi, making moon cakes, these family gathering activities were favorite topics for composition when I was a child.Every time Sheng Yinming copied from the same table, or made it up, and the teacher criticized him: "Didn't Mom and Dad accompany you to do it?"

He could only bow his head and remain silent.

Su's mother said: "It's okay, I won't teach you from my aunt, it's simple."

Su's father came to inspect the work with a thermos cup, and was called to make some food for Sheng Yinming to pad his stomach.Sheng Yinming lowered his head, very ashamed.

Uncles and aunts are so kind to me.

I'm thinking about... having sex with your son.

He closed his eyes and silently said sorry.

After all the preparations were done, Su's mother called Sheng Yinming: "Xiao Sheng, let's wrap it together." Su's father found some coins somewhere, and planned to wrap the coins into the dumplings later. Whoever eats them will be rewarded next year Money is a thought.

Sheng Yinming washed his hands, walked to the dining table, pulled out the chair and sat down.You can't sit on your buttocks too hard, or it will be uncomfortable. Sheng Yinming's face changed slightly, and he quickly took a piece of dough calmly.

With the flour in Su Yuan's hands, he went to wash the handles, took a cushion from the sofa, and handed it to Sheng Yinming.Sheng Yinming glanced at him, his ears turned red.

He didn't want Su's father and Su's mother to see anything, so he took the cushion and put it under him without saying a word.

Su Yuan said naturally: "Be soft and comfortable."

Sheng Yinming glared at him.

Su's mother knows everything... She doesn't want to understand, but she does.She said nonchalantly, "It's really more comfortable." She ordered, "Bring me one too, old man."

"Yes, ma'am." Su's father quickly brought a cushion over.The husband and wife looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and sighed silently.

Su Yuan moved a chair and sat next to Sheng Yinming, also scooped up a stack of dough, and quickly made a dumpling.Sheng Yinming didn't know how to do it, he was at a loss, there was no more and no less, but the dough couldn't be pinched tightly, and couldn't make beautiful patterns.He shyly asked in a low voice: "Auntie, how do you wrap the dumplings so they look so good on you?"

Once Sheng Yinming decides to please someone... flattery is always possible.

The dumplings formed in Su's mother's hands are beautiful and upright, and they are white and fat, which is very festive.Sheng Yinming likes this and wants to learn.Su's mother taught him: "Put a piece of stuffing first. Yes, no more, no less, just right." Sheng Yinming looked up at her movements, learned to scoop a spoonful of meat stuffing into it, and then squeezed it tightly The side of the dumpling.

Su's mother said: "Pinch it this way, then pinch it like this, and finally close it, and use the tiger's mouth to squeeze it."

Sheng Yinming: "..."

Does magic work?

He fired command light waves at the dumpling he made into a dumpling, ordering it to become a beautiful dumpling immediately.It's a pity that it didn't work, the bun was still lying there, very peaceful.

Su Yuan smiled and said, "Pack another one. I'll teach you how to do it."

Su's mother glanced at him, then turned her head to look at Su's father with no expression on her face: "Old Su, come and make one, and I'll teach you."

Su's father raised his head in a daze: "Huh? I can do it myself."

Su's mother: "...what can you do, you can't!"

Sheng Yinming took another piece of skin, and spooned the stuffing again. When he was about to pinch the skin, Su Yuan held his fingers, lowered his head and said seriously: "Pinch it like this." Gently broke his fingers, "That's it. Then Press again."

Taking advantage of Sheng Yinming's distraction, he scratched Sheng Yinming's palm suggestively.

Sheng Yinming instantly turned red from the base of his ears to his neck, finished pinching one restlessly, and couldn't help sneaking a peek at the movements of Su's father and Su's mother from the corner of his eye.They didn't seem to pay attention to these small movements at all, and they were making dumplings seriously.

Sheng Yinming felt so guilty.His heart was beating like thunder, he moved away from Su Yuan with a wide range of movements, and whispered: "I will do it myself."

Su's mother coughed and said loudly, "Old Su, why do I feel that my eyes are not working well, and I can't make dumplings well. Do you think I have to wear reading glasses?"

Su's father said: "Not really, I haven't reached the level of presbyopia."

Su's mother: "What do you know? They are all menopausal, not presbyopic. I think some people are very upset about menopause."

Su Yuan propped his chin and smiled.

Mama Su: "Some people are still laughing here."

Sheng Yinming seems to have heard something... but he doesn't seem to.He wrapped the buns restlessly the whole time, and as his wrapping skills improved, he was able to make beautiful folds.After making the first beautiful dumpling, he was a little happy, and pushed it to the chopping board where Su's mother put the dumplings: "Auntie, look at me."

"It looks good! It's really good, and it's really quick to grasp." Mama Su is an encourager, "Promising."

Sheng Yinming: "..."

I don't understand why making dumplings is promising.

Su's mother said: "Su Yuan, you know how to make trouble. It's not like Xiao Sheng to learn."

Su Yuan said: "A family only needs one person. I will take a stroll."

Sheng Yinming glanced at him, lowered his eyelashes, then raised his eyes again, and stared at him secretly.Looking at the aunt, can't you hear the meaning behind the words?Just so brash?And... who is with your family?

Not daring to vent his anger, Su's father pushed a lot of coins over: "Xiaosheng will be responsible for wrapping the coins. Challenge."

Sheng Yinming's vague fire was extinguished immediately, picked up a coin, and asked in a low voice, "Will my bag look bad?"

"It's okay, Xiao Sheng. Uncles and aunts like your bag."

Sheng Yinming was quite proud of making a lot of dumplings with coins in them.It feels like a longing childhood experience in the past, in the mist of flour, in the silence of each other looking up at each other, in two or three sentences of jokes, in the festive Spring Festival music played on TV, it is filled to the brim.

Those shortcomings will finally come one day, and there will be someone who will help you fill them up.

You are not born lacking these, nor are you unworthy.

Sheng Yinming arranged the dumplings and took pictures with his mobile phone.Su Yuan took a dumpling beside him and said, "Pat me."

Sheng Yinming curled his lips: "No." Having said that, he didn't turn the camera towards Su Yuan, but secretly changed to a wide angle, and put Su Yuan's hands in a little bit.The fingers holding the dumplings were white and slender. Sheng Yinming thought of how good-looking Su Yuan was when he held the mouse. Black and white were distinct, like some kind of totem.

Su Yuan's hands always appear in various "Top Hand Models of E-Sports Players" or "Hand Control Welfare" posts.

... In the morning, just used that hand, fingers, to get that place.Sheng Yinming blushed, took a tight breath, exited the camera interface calmly, and found a photo editing software to add filters to the photo he just took.

Su Yuan came over to look at it: "I still need to edit the picture."

Seeing how close he was to his parents in front of his parents regardless of the occasion, Sheng Yinming's heart was beating wildly, and he quickly pushed his head away, pretending to be natural: "It's so hot, don't come close."

Su's mother glanced at their interaction from the corner of her eye, and made a mocking expression at her son.

Suhara: "..."

Sheng Yinming fixed the picture and picked two.

He was a little hesitant to post on Weibo.He had never been so happy during Chinese New Year before, but this time he was really happy, so happy that he wanted to share the happiness with everyone.

Then send it.

@Trigger11: Share image [photo] [photo]

Within a few minutes of sending it out, there were a lot of likes and comments.

[Wow, Xiao Sheng made the dumplings himself, so beautiful! 】

[It’s amazing, this pattern, this lace, it’s my mother’s handicraft [not]]

[Such cute dumplings, plump and chubby, just like baby TT haha]

【Who is the hand next to you? Take a good look and lick it】

Most of them are the daily boasting of rainbow farts by normal little fans.

A small part... well, just pointing to the comments of the building in hand, the atmosphere is not very good.

- is Su.

-Do you even need to ask who it is, it's obviously Su

-Why my son went home with Su to celebrate the New Year, I can't figure it out.

- have a good time.cut

-Although the hands are really nice, I want to say! Su, bad man, take my sweet baby

-Stay away from me, bad boys.hand! ! !Let go! ! !Where are you touching

@无感打糖机械: Shocked, some Wei fans are more radical than CP fans, just a photo showing their hands can fast-forward [-] times faster to Teacher Su touching Xiao Sheng.Got it. [thumb][thumb]

- I really want to ask Weifan sisters for food

- time to get out my bowl

-Although Mr. Machine, why do you think TT deliberately posted a photo showing my hand? 1. He didn't take any other photos, just this one to make do with it 2. Deliberately showing affection.First let me tell you that I am a serious person and I choose 1, and I don’t speculate about TT randomly.

-A bare-handed photo can also be called a show of affection, CP fans are too small.Stand up!Guidance link: #维烈青空 (Sheng Yuan, PWP, dirtytalk have/slightly S cautiously enter)

- Fuck... Our teacher Huang is really, that is to say, really the treasure of Sheng Yuan.

What does a pair of CP need?

That's right, wives who need to produce.

What kind of wife is popular?

At the moment, those who write primary school chicken picking up mobile phones in WeChat are called childish, those who write long stories with serious backgrounds are said to be boring, and those who write ABO entertainment circles and travel through various paro in ancient times are called OOC.A pair of CPs, only one type of wife, always invincible, the comment area is full of good people who are safe in life.

That is Mrs. Chunwen.

That's right.

Sheng Yuan.I don't know why, but there are many Mrs. Huang Wen who are fast, enthusiastic, and good at writing.Owning one is happiness, owning ten, twenty, that is simply a living thing.

CP fans who have just entered the e-sports pit, when they come into contact with the pair of CPs Sheng Yuan, they will first make a puzzled voice: "But they seem to have only been on the same team for a month. There is no interaction." The old man will shake his head and tell them : "No. They've had, in my head, ten children."

Yes, they do have ten children, which belong to ten treasures of one birth.