Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Chapter 30

Father Fu stared at him with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a lunatic.

Fu Ji made a fuss in Fu's house like crazy, no one dared to stop him, and he even forgot what kind of expression he used to face him at that time.

They didn't expect that Fu Ji, who seemed silent and gloomy, would suddenly burst out with such a crazy and nervous side.

Until Fu Ji left, the bustling and festive living room had been destroyed in all directions, the lucky pendant was smashed in half, and the ground was in a mess.

They looked at each other with only one thought.

That is Fu Ji crazy.

-

Yan Ran is not very good at cooking, but he knows how to cook noodles and dumplings. The Spring Festival Gala is playing in the living room, which can be heard in the kitchen. The cheerful music and happy laughter add a lot of excitement to the empty living room. Very popular.

Yan Ran is kneading noodles, she is going to make dumplings, it is better to eat dumplings for Chinese New Year.

Her hands were not very skillful, and she squeezed the dumplings in a weird way, but Yan Ran was very satisfied with it.

An hour later, the ugly dumplings were almost finished, Yan Ran's body was also messed up, the apron tied to the scarf was stained with white powder, and her face was also covered with white powder, which she didn't even notice.

There was still some dough left, and Yan Ran held the rolling pin in his hand, thinking that after finishing the dough, the dumplings could be cooked.

The doorbell rang at this time, and Yan Ran was puzzled, who would come this New Year's Eve.

The doorbell rang very quickly, like a ghost.

Before he could put down the rolling pin in his hand, Yan Ran hurried to open the door.

When she saw the people outside, she froze for a moment. The wind was bitter and the man was covered in frost. She stared blankly at Fu Ji who suddenly appeared.

After a while, she finally confirmed it belatedly, and then said, "You...why did you come back suddenly..."

There was a red lantern hanging at the door. The man's figure was too tall to cover the festive light, his head was lowered, he felt cold every time he breathed, and the expression on his face couldn't be seen clearly.

Fu Ji looked as if he came here against the wind and snow, his hair was wet, he was fine when he went there in the afternoon, but why did he come back in a mess.

It was really cold outside, Yan Ran led the man in, closed the door, turned around and before he could speak, Fu Ji bent down and buried his head in her neck.

The cold breath sprayed on the side of the neck, causing waves of chills.

Like an abandoned dog who was bullied outside, he pressed his cold face to her warm skin, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't like salmon...I want to eat braised pork..."

Yan Ran's eyelashes fluttered slightly, she was a little helpless, her hands still had a lot of white powder, they stopped stiffly in mid-air, her clear and hoarse voice seemed to be tainted with the gentleness of Li Ming: "I know you are allergic to seafood , I'll make braised pork for you later, okay?"

Like coaxing a child.

Yan Ran knew that he was allergic to seafood after only being with him for less than two months, but his parents who raised him never knew about it.

He didn't know who was the most ridiculous, maybe himself.

The man didn't move, so Yan Ran kept this awkward posture and didn't move. After a while, Yan Ran felt warmth from his shoulders.

She froze, more helpless.

"What's wrong?" The rolling pin in Yan Ran's hand fell to the ground with a soft "pop".

The man didn't speak, but just tightened his arms and hugged her tightly, hugging her very hard, as if wishing that the two of them could merge into one.

Yan Ran knew that he didn't want to talk, so she didn't ask, she waited slowly until the man's emotions calmed down from the edge of losing control.

I don't know how long later, Yan Ran just stood there until his arms were sore, and then he called his name softly.

"I just haven't eaten yet, shall we eat together?"

Hearing this, Fu Ji finally let go of his hand first, he lowered his head, his eyes were a little red.

Yan Ran didn't ask anything, but said, "Go to the room first and change your clothes, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

Watching Fu Ji return to the bedroom, Yan Ran picked up the rolling pin and went to the kitchen.

Fu Ji took a hot shower casually, the steam was steaming, his face in the mirror was expressionless, and he still had the pitiful look just now.

He stretched out his bony fingers and touched the red eye sockets, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and there was a smile in his eyes, but as long as he looked into the depths carefully, there was only a biting coldness that could swallow people.

After changing into soft clothes, Fu Ji opened the door and went out.

Yan Ran just finished making the dumplings, holding a bowl in her hand, the steaming mist rose, she was standing by the dining table, her black hair was hanging down her forehead, her facial features were still impeccably beautiful, like It is a work of art carefully crafted by God.The eyes are like the surface of a lake full of sunlight, sparkling and extremely clear.

There is a smile between her brows, like a gentle spring breeze.

"Come over for dinner."

There wasn't much braised pork, because Yan Ran didn't buy a lot of vegetables, and most of them were made into dumpling stuffing, only a small bowl was given to Fu Ji.

Fu Ji looked down at the dumplings in the bowl, they were not really good-looking, but each one was big, with thin skin and lots of fillings, and it tasted surprisingly good.

The aching stomach that has been empty for a day has improved a lot and is warm.

When he ate the third one, Fu Ji paused, then wrapped his mouth in a tissue and spit it out.

is a coin.

Fu Ji was stunned, he looked at Yan Ran for some reason, he didn't seem to understand why there were coins in the dumplings.

"Eating coins in the dumplings means happiness and wealth, and there will be good wishes in the new year." The voice is soft, like a feather scratching the cochlea.

The TV was just counting down, and when the last number hit, there was the sound of firecrackers and fireworks outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The fireworks exploded, overflowing with light, setting off the dark sky more colorfully, and blooming the fleeting beauty to the fullest.

In such a lively and noisy situation, Yan Ran's voice still floated in his ears.

"Happy New Year, Xiaoji."

"In the new year, it will get better and better."

At this moment, something inexplicable seemed to be spreading, like vines growing out of thin air, along his arms and shoulders, entangled from bottom to top to his heart, making his heart beat faster.

He took a bite of the big dumpling, the juice and meat inside were more fragrant and sweet than anything he had ever tasted.

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 50%!]

-

After taking a shower, Yan Ran gave him a big red envelope.

Fu Ji had never received any red envelopes, it was a thick stack.

The hair was rubbed, and the young man smiled and said, "You have what others have."

Fu Ji repeated it silently in his heart, tasting a trace of sweetness from it.

When the two of them were lying on the bed, neither of them slept. The desk lamp beside the bed was on, and the warm light illuminated a small area.

(End of this chapter)