Chapter 318

A stream of heat with the smell of tobacco caressed her cheek: "even if the term of the surrogate agreement still exists for one day, you are still my wife..."

With that, he released his hand, turned and sat back on the sofa.

I took the remote control on the tea table, turned on the TV and casually tuned the channel: "why, I'm still in a daze about what I'm doing there, and I don't go to cook. Even if you're not hungry now, the children are

What a jerk, a scoundrel Gu Huan now in the heart, has this man scolded more than ten times.

Gu huanbai glanced at him and then turned to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang took a big breath after hiding in the bathroom.

"Cheng Cheng, what's the matter with the dead bird dad? Mingming threw his arms around that ugly monster and left us first. Now it's back in mom's house. Does he think his mother hasn't been bullied enough? He Wu... "

Yang Yang wants to say something, but Cheng Cheng stops him.

Cheng Cheng's little face color has changed now. He lowered his voice and said to Yang Yang, "can you speak in a lower voice, and you won't be afraid to be heard by your father? If he doesn't like it, your PP will blossom again. "

Yang Yang pulls away Cheng Cheng's hand covering his mouth, and his voice is much smaller: "if you don't let me say it, just say it. Why do you want to cover my mouth. Your hands don't know if they're clean. "

Cheng Cheng white a glance: "I speak to stop you useful, the only way to stop you is the most effective." As Cheng Cheng said, he put out his little hand and compared it with Yang Yang's little face: "you see, my hand is much cleaner than your face. I don't dislike that your face has dirtied my hand."

Yang Yang was impatient: "OK, OK. You're as clean as dead bird dad. You are so clean. Don't block my mouth like this next time. "

"Who likes to block your mouth? Please think twice when you speak next time, especially when dad is present." Cheng Cheng finished, took off his clothes one by one on the ground, then padded his feet, adjusted the hot and cold water, and began to take a bath.

Yang Yang skims his mouth, takes off his clothes on the ground, and washes with Cheng Cheng: "a ball, you also hurry in, you also roll a lot of soil in the pit, let me wash it for you..."

"Beiming Secretary Foreign

***

as Gu Huan enters the kitchen, the sound of constantly switching channels comes from the living room.

Originally, I wanted to go home today and have a good rest with my children, but I was yellowed by Beiming ink.

Open the refrigerator and see what else to eat.

Only a few cans of juice were left in the freezer.

When you open the freezer again, the top three are already empty. When you open the fourth drawer, you can finally have something to eat - two bags of quick-frozen dumplings of a certain brand in Taiwan, which are often advertised on TV.

That's what we eat in the evening.

Gu Huan took out the dumplings. Originally, he wanted to make dumplings in water soup. Do you have other vegetables to match. It's better to have a fried dumpling, and it's healthy to match with juice.

She turned on the gas stove, took out a pan, dropped a few drops of oil in it, and put the dumplings neatly in the pan.

Then he took out a small bowl, took half a bowl of water, and mixed some starch in it.

After the bottom of the dumpling is slightly yellow, pour the small half bowl of water evenly into the pan.

"Stab..." The water boils instantly, and a small cloud of white smoke rises at the same time.

Continue to water until the water is less than half of the dumplings, cover the pot, turn off the fire and cook the dumplings slowly.

As time goes by, through the transparent lid, watch the water gradually decrease in the constant boiling inside.

When the water is nearly dried, remove the lid and hold the pot in one hand, slowly and evenly swing until the water inside is completely dried. The dumplings will be completely separated from the pot and slowly shake.

At this time, she turned off the fire, took out a white plate with the same diameter as the pan, gently buckled it on the dumpling, and then took the pot in one hand, held the plate in the other hand, poured the dumpling into the plate completely.

The white plates and the golden dumplings were so successful.

She put the plate aside, ready to do the next pot, a small hand secretly extended to the plate.

Gu Huan doesn't have to look to know who will do it.

"It's not ready yet. I want you to steal." Then she took the spatula and patted the little hand gently.

"Wu..." As soon as I shrunk my hand, I heard a coquettish humming behind me: "Mom, when can I have dinner? My stomach has been barking several times..."

Gu Huan turned to look at Yang Yang Du mouth, a small hand stroked the hand that was hit.

Looking at him like this, Gu Huan couldn't help laughing: "you deserve it. How did you teach you before? You can't start eating until the food is ready and your mother announces it."Yangyang looked at the golden plate of temptation appetite in front of him, and he couldn't help drooling.

"Beiming Siyang, can you be a little promising?" Cheng Cheng, standing beside Yang Yang, frowns and looks at his unruly brother.

"Well, Cheng Cheng is the best. Yangyang, go to the dining room with Cheng Cheng and wait. The dumplings will be ready soon. " Gu Huan said, began to prepare the second pot.

Originally, this pot is enough for Gu Huan, Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang.

But tonight is different. An "uninvited guest" has to stay at home and give him something to eat. Otherwise, he might put a word like "domestic cold violence" or "abuse" on himself.

At that time, the moral commanding heights will be occupied by this guy, and he will only suffer from dumb losses.

While Gu Huan was making dumplings, he had another hand on the plate.

Gu Huan was a little impatient: "I told you to wait for me to make dumplings and eat them together." Then she hit the hand heavily with the spatula this time.

"Pa..." A crisp sound.

Unexpectedly, I didn't hear the wailing, and the hand with the plate was still under the spatula.

***

when Gu Huan hit the hand of the plate with a spatula, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

How can a young hand change Big Now

A casual flash in her brain made her take a breath of cold air. Isn't this hand

She frowned and turned her head slowly

I saw Beiming Mo standing behind her silently, and the spatula clapped on his hand grasping the plate.

Although it was stolen, but he did not seem to intend to let go of the meaning.

Then look at the handsome face of Beiming Mo, deep eyes are staring at Gu Huan tightly.

Gu Huan can't help but tremble when he stares at her, as if she is the one who was caught.

"You don't take the spatula off yet." Beiming Mo said slowly, with a kind of dignity, irresistible momentum.

Gu Huan did not show weakness: "my spatula only attacks those who steal their mouths. Why do you say let it go?"

Beiming Mo didn't say anything, but the hand slowly lifted up, with the plate of dumplings.

"Hello, hello..." Gu Huan closed his lips, frowned, and poured all his strength into his hand with a spatula.

But no matter how hard she tried to hold his hand down, it turned out to be in vain.

"Don't bother. You should go to see the pot of dumplings at this time." Beiming Mo finished, turned around and left the kitchen with dumplings.

"Bandit! Bandits Gu Huan angrily scolded, and then quickly turned back to see her pot of dumplings.

She has been enveloped in the anger of Beiming Mo at the moment. I don't know how long later, she seems to smell a little bit of paste.

"Ah, it's over..." Gu Huan saw that the water in the pot had already dried up, so he quickly turned off the fire. When the lid was lifted, a slight smell of scorch came out.

"It's no good when this dead black earth comes!" Gu Huan strained his face and put half of the burnt dumplings on the plate. This plate of burnt dumplings made the black soil eat just right!

Gu Huan thought very well, but when he brought the dumplings to the dining room, he was immediately dumbfounded.

Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang are sitting on a stool wrapped in a bath towel. They are eating delicious dumplings in their bowls.

Beiming Mo sat opposite them, with a small vinegar dish in front of him.

He is holding chopsticks, gracefully picked up the only dumpling left on the plate, dipped in a little bit of vinegar, and eating it in front of Gu Huan's face.

Then take out a napkin from the paper drawer next to you, wipe your mouth a little, and throw it in the garbage can under the table.

Stand up, appear relaxed to go to Gu Huan's front, looked down at this plate of some charred dumplings.

Eyebrow a pick: "you never thought that the children are not as hungry as you, fortunately I and the children are eating almost, if you eat this plate..." Beiming Mo shook his head and left the restaurant.

Gu Huanqi put the plate on the table: "if it wasn't for you to make trouble nearby, would this plate of dumplings be like this?"

"Mom, I have two more for you." Cheng Cheng pushes his bowl to Gu Huan.

"And mine, I have one and a half..." Yang Yang still holds half a dumpling in his mouth, mumbling and pushing his bowl to Gu Huan.

Gu Huan quickly put away his anger at Beiming Mo, and gave the children a smile: "the babes are the best. They are much better than your bad dad."

***

with that, Gu Huan pulled the chair, sat down angrily, and returned the children's bowls to them: "honey, you eat well, you are hungry today. There are also fresh ones here. "

Gu Huan finished, looking at a plate of burnt black, some of his mouth.However, she turned her mind around and turned the blackened side down with chopsticks: "honey, just eat the side without the blackened side and the dumpling stuffing inside."

Then she picked up one and put it into a bowl to give the child a demonstration.

Yangyang quickly finished his bowl, and then pulled two from the plate to the bowl.

At this time, Cheng Cheng also finished eating, ready to eat dumplings.

Gu Huan was angry when he saw it: "look at how bad your father is. He keeps saying that you can't be hungry, but he eats first to make you hungry here."

Cheng Cheng said in a low voice: "Mom, you blame dad wrong..."

"I can blame him, Cheng baby. I know you grew up with him, so you don't have to say good things for him." Gu Huan believes that Beiming Mo is such a person.