"..." Taozi's mother looked at her daughter helplessly. Hey, they are both children, so why are there such big differences? Taozi often made dumplings for herself when she was fine, but when she made them, they were all staggering.
It looks like Chenchen has never made a dumpling before, and a perfect dumpling comes out as soon as you get started.
But then I thought about it again. After all, Taozi was only six years old, two years younger than Chenchen. It was already good to be able to make a shabby dumpling. When I thought about it, I suddenly felt much more relieved.
With Shen Mochen's help, the dumplings were made very quickly. In a short time, the bamboo raft was already lined with round dumplings.
Taozi's mother was very satisfied and went to cook the dumplings, leaving Taozi and Shen Mochen in the room, staring at each other.
"Um...husband, are you still angry?" Taozi glanced at Shen Mochen cautiously, and after thinking for a long time, it was up to her to break the silence.
"Huh." Shen Mochen glanced at her, then continued to pick up the reading textbook on the table and read it seriously.
Another dust on the nose.
Tao Zi rubbed her head angrily, jumped off the chair and went to help her mother in the kitchen.
After dinner, Taozi's mother washed the two children, took a new quilt and put it on Taozi's bed, and began to urge them to go to bed quickly.
"Children should go to bed early and get up early!" Taozi's mother stood at the door of Taozi's room with her hands on her hips, educating her righteously, and then went back to her room to watch TV.
Taozi and Shen Mochen sat on the bed one by one, looking at each other.
Shen Mochen had the habit of reading before going to bed, so he turned on the desk lamp, leaned on the bedside, and read the book in his hand seriously.
Tao Zi huddled in the quilt, looking at the table lamp reflecting Shen Mochen's profile. His eyelashes were long, curled and curled. They were half hanging down at the moment, leaving a halo in the eye sockets. His nose was very straight. He
Tao Zi likes to purse her lips tightly when reading. Tao Zi looks at it and falls asleep without realizing it.
Shen Mochen's eyes finally shifted from the book to Tao Zi's sleeping face.
Her face is very fair, and now she is nestled in the warm quilt, with a faint blush. Her usually round eyes are tightly closed, and her eyelashes with distinct lengths are trembling gently in her sleep.
Her rosy little mouth was slightly open, looking very cute, and her even and long breathing slowly flowed from her slightly bulging nose.
"You're so stupid!" Shen Mochen frowned tightly with his delicate eyebrows and muttered to the sleeping Taozi. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and pinched Taozi's round cheeks hard. Her face felt smooth to the touch.
Softly, with a strong tug, her pouty little mouth was pulled into a straight line.
Shen Mochen finally raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, turned off the lamp, and fell asleep with his back to Taozi.
While sleeping in a daze at night, Shen Mochen suddenly felt something keep digging into his bed. Shen Mochen turned over and was hugged by Taozi, and a pair of little feet climbed up on him without any surprise.
here we go again.
Shen Mochen rolled his eyes helplessly, and used his hands and feet to pry off the peach stuck to his body.
"Wow——!!" Unsurprisingly, Taozi's cry sounded in her ears again, which seemed particularly harsh in this silent night. "..." Taozi's mother looked at her daughter helplessly, ugh
, they are both children, so why are there such big differences? Tao Zi often makes dumplings for herself when she has nothing to do, but the dumplings come out just like that. I have never made dumplings before, and they come out perfect as soon as I get started.
of dumplings.
But then I thought about it again. After all, Taozi was only six years old, two years younger than Chenchen. It was already good to be able to make a shabby dumpling. When I thought about it, I suddenly felt much more relieved.
With Shen Mochen's help, the dumplings were made very quickly. In a short time, the bamboo raft was already lined with round dumplings.
Taozi's mother was very satisfied and went to cook the dumplings, leaving Taozi and Shen Mochen in the room, staring at each other.
"Um...husband, are you still angry?" Taozi glanced at Shen Mochen cautiously, and after thinking for a long time, it was up to her to break the silence.
"Huh." Shen Mochen glanced at her, then continued to pick up the reading textbook on the table and read it seriously.
Another dust on the nose.
Tao Zi rubbed her head angrily, jumped off the chair and went to help her mother in the kitchen.
After dinner, Taozi's mother washed the two children, took a new quilt and put it on Taozi's bed, and began to urge them to go to bed quickly.
"Children should go to bed early and get up early!" Taozi's mother stood at the door of Taozi's room with her hands on her hips, educating her righteously, and then went back to her room to watch TV.
Taozi and Shen Mochen sat on the bed one by one, looking at each other.
Shen Mochen had the habit of reading before going to bed, so he turned on the desk lamp, leaned on the bedside, and read the book in his hand seriously.
Tao Zi huddled in the quilt, looking at the table lamp reflecting Shen Mochen's profile. His eyelashes were long, curled and curled. They were half hanging down at the moment, leaving a halo in the eye sockets. His nose was very straight. He
Tao Zi likes to purse her lips tightly when reading. Tao Zi looks at it and falls asleep without realizing it.
Shen Mochen's eyes finally shifted from the book to Tao Zi's sleeping face.
Her face is very fair, and now she is nestled in the warm quilt, with a faint blush. Her usually round eyes are tightly closed, and her eyelashes with distinct lengths are trembling gently in her sleep.
Her rosy little mouth was slightly open, looking very cute, and her even and long breathing slowly flowed from her slightly bulging nose.
"You're so stupid!" Shen Mochen frowned tightly with his delicate eyebrows and muttered to the sleeping Taozi. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and pinched Taozi's round cheeks hard. Her face felt smooth to the touch.
Softly, with a strong tug, her pouty little mouth was pulled into a straight line.
Shen Mochen finally raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, turned off the lamp, and fell asleep with his back to Taozi.
While sleeping in a daze at night, Shen Mochen suddenly felt something keep digging into his bed. Shen Mochen turned over and was hugged by Taozi, and a pair of little feet climbed up on him without any surprise.
here we go again.
Shen Mochen rolled his eyes helplessly, and used his hands and feet to pry off the peach stuck to his body.
"Wow——!!" Unsurprisingly, Taozi's cry sounded in his ears again, which seemed particularly harsh in this silent night.
