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Chapter 72

Miranda immediately held Han Shilin in her arms and stared at Li Muxin warily.

Li Muxin looked at Miranda helplessly, not knowing how to answer.

Han Shilin looked at the unconscious Miranda and said coldly, "Don't worry about her, she is the new tutor at home." He pulled up the quilt for Miranda and asked softly, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

"No discomfort." Miranda looked at Han Shilin with a smile, but her expression was obviously not as reassuring as that smile, not to mention that her body had been twitching slightly, which seemed to be caused by being too excited just now.

"It's just... I'm a little hungry." Miranda touched her stomach and smiled.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Han Shilin asked lightly, his brown eyes filled with coldness.

"I want to eat the fermented glutinous rice dumplings that Shilin gave Mommy a few days ago."

Han Shilin lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, "Okay, I'll do it for you right now."

After covering Miranda carefully, he told Li Muxin to take good care of Miranda in the room.

"Shi Lin! Who is she? Mommy doesn't know her!" Miranda stared at Li Muxin again with a blank expression, a little scared.

"She... I just said she is the new tutor." Before leaving, Han Shilin opened the door and said.

Miranda nodded.

After Han Shilin left, she began to study Li Muxin's appearance.

"What's wrong with my face?" Li Muxin felt a little uncomfortable when Miranda looked at her.

"You...seem to have seen it somewhere..." Miranda frowned, trying to find the answer.

Finally, Miranda shook her head and lay down on the bed.

Maybe I am too tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

Soon, she fell asleep again...

*

Twenty minutes have passed.

Li Muxin sat by the bed and turned to stare at the door, still not waiting for Han Shilin.

She left quietly and opened the door.

He said to Han Ziwan outside the door, "Dad, I'm going to find Xia Lin in the kitchen. Mom, please take care of her."

Han Ziwan nodded, indicating not to worry, and then let the doctor and himself enter the room.

Li Muxin came to the kitchen under the guidance of the servant.

As expected, the Han family's kitchen is many times larger than that of other people's homes! There are four in total!

One room is dedicated to storage, one is dedicated to preparing ingredients, the other two are for ovens, microwaves and other electrical appliances, and the third is an ordinary kitchen style.

After walking around several rooms, Han Shilin was not seen.

"Where have you gone..."

Li Muxin was talking to himself.

Suddenly, an angry shout from a man came from behind, "Why did you come out! I asked you to stay in the restaurant before, and you left. I asked you to take care of that woman just now, but you failed to do it. Did you put my words into words?"

In my heart!"

"No...it's not..." Li Muxin turned around slowly, holding her hands back out of fear.

Han Shilin carried a bag of glutinous rice balls and walked up to Li Muxin.

"Go back quickly!" His cold eyes were full of overbearing command.

"Your mother is asleep and your father is taking care of her now, so everything will be fine."

"You——!" Han Shilin gritted his teeth in anger, his brown eyes were filled with coldness, and his big hands suddenly grabbed the fabric on Li Muxin's chest, "You actually let them in!"

Seeing that the man's suppressed anger was about to explode, Li Muxin quickly closed his eyes in fear and explained, "Your mother is unconscious and has some slight twitches. If you keep her in the room like this, it will delay her treatment!"

Suddenly, I felt the strength in my chest weaken slightly.

He let her go.

But fell into deep thought...

Li Muxin opened her eyes, turned and looked at him.

His face was slightly sullen, and the light was shining sideways, casting half a shadow on his face.

His thick eyebrows were always frowned, and his pair of deep brown eyes were filled with complex emotions.

There is hatred, sadness, melancholy, and... guilt...

However, he hid his complex psychology very well, using the cold lines on his face to disguise it.

Li Muxin looked at him for a long time, and finally asked softly, "Are you...still angry? I...I didn't mean not to listen to you, it was just out of consideration for your mother's illness."

Han Shilin did not answer, but lowered his thick eyelashes and fell into deeper thoughts.

Her pale watery eyes moved to the thing in his hand and asked softly, "Jiuniang Yuanzi, are you still making it?"

"Huh?" Han Shilin suddenly reacted and looked at the package of small dumplings he had just taken out of the refrigerator.

He narrowed his brown eyes and stared at it blankly for a long time...



"Mommy, my grandma taught me to make this rice dumpling. Mommy works so hard every day. Today I give this bowl of dumplings to mommy. I hope that after eating it, mommy will be more energetic when filming!!"

With big round eyes and fluttering long eyelashes, the boy looked at Miranda, who looked haggard, and held a bowl of rice dumplings with a smile.

Miranda smiled, took the bowl, and touched the boy's head, "My Shilin is the most well-behaved. He actually makes rice dumplings with rice wine like his grandma. Mommy will definitely eat them all!"

After taking the bowl, Miranda sat at the table and swallowed all the strange-shaped dumplings in the bowl. While drinking the soup, she squinted and looked at the boy with relief.

"Mommy, you haven't finished the soup yet!" the boy said, pointing to the bowl.

Miranda looked at the soup in the bowl with embarrassment, feeling a little embarrassed. Staying in shape is a must for an actor. The bowl of fermented dumplings just now made her worry about how to consume the sugar later, and now she had to drink a large amount.

A bowl of soup, what should I do with the slim waist I have always maintained?

Looking at the child's big innocent eyes, Miranda finally destroyed everything in the bowl, leaving nothing behind!

"It's delicious. Our Shilin's rice dumplings are the best." Miranda touched the boy's pink face and said with a smile.

The boy looked at his mother's gentle smile and listened to her praise, and his beautiful big eyes narrowed into a straight line.

Always remember the first time you made something, it was for her.

Can……

Only once, the only time!



Han Shilin gradually came out of his memories, his brown eyes became clear for a while, he turned his head and began to prepare for the second attempt.

"Wait a minute!" Li Muxin interrupted Han Shilin.

"What's wrong?"

"The fermented glutinous rice dumplings made this way are not delicious." Li Muxin snatched the packaging bag from Han Shilin's hand, "You have to knead the glutinous rice flour yourself and roll out small dumplings, so that it tastes delicious."

Han Shilin pursed his lips and narrowed his brown eyes slightly, staring at Li Muxin.

No wonder the bowl of fermented glutinous rice dumplings just now tastes so different from the ones I made when I was a kid. It turns out that this is the problem.

"Then...what should we do?"

"It's very simple. Take some glutinous rice flour, add some warm water, lump it together, and knead it." Li Muxin said seriously, with a faint smile on his face.

Han Shilin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Is that so?"

He recalled that at that time, he actually used his grandmother to roll the dough that had been prepared in advance into balls.

"I'm going to find glutinous rice flour, please wait a moment."

Soon, she took a bag of glutinous rice flour and poured some warm water on it.

"Do you need my help?" Han Shilin looked at Li Muxin and asked.

"Well, well..." Li Muxin didn't expect that someone like Han Shilin would come over and make dough with him.

He also put on a bib and rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was working seriously.

He walked slowly behind Li Muxin, put his arm around her from behind, and slowly put his big hand on her delicate hand that was kneading flour.

The sudden touch made Li Muxin's hand flinch a little.

He grabbed her hand, lowered his head slightly, breathed the hot air on her neck, and asked softly, "You...teach me how to do it."

Suddenly, Li Muxin's face turned red with embarrassment.

Recalling what the two of them had done in that dark room just now, she... was so panicked that she didn't know how to answer.

My body froze and I couldn't move!

*

I accidentally sent the wrong message just now, but now I finally got it right!


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