Of course, Jianshu didn't let Gu Mingjing do it, not because of the speechless reason that he couldn't bear to let him do it. He had been the one cooking these days, and if he wanted to let him do it, he would have done it a long time ago, not now.

The reason for this action is simply because Gu Mingjing's skill in making dumplings is really too poor, very poor, not just ordinary poor.

He had a pair of beautiful hands, and was quite skillful at work, but he was completely clueless when it came to making dumplings. Each dumpling he made was uglier than the last, ...

One time at dinner, because Jianshu said he wanted to eat something simple, Gu Mingjing made some buns and cooked some porridge for dinner.

When Jianshu came back, she saw a plate of unidentified objects on the dining table. She pointed with trembling fingers and asked Gu Mingjing what it was. After he answered that it was a bun, she felt her stomach churning and her face turned green.

That dinner was the first time since they had known each other that Jianshu had no appetite. He drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and couldn't eat anything else. It was not until late at night that he was so hungry that he ran to order a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach.

From that day on, Jianshu deprived him of the right to make buns, dumplings, and everything else. However, he didn't think there was anything wrong with the buns he made and was still eager to try again.

Although Jianshu's determination didn't lead to his success, he was very good at finding opportunities. Just when he was away for a while, he started again.

After snatching the bun wrapper from Gu Mingjing's hand, Jian Shu breathed a sigh of relief, but when he lowered his head, he saw that there were already two wrapped buns on the chopping board. At that moment, Jian Shu felt his eyes hurt and his stomach churned.

After taking a few deep breaths and trying to forget the appearance of the two buns, she couldn't hold it in any longer. She put her hands on her hips, her face stern, and her mouth fired like a machine gun, "How many times have I told you not to make buns, not to make buns, don't you know what the buns you make look like? I thought we were going to break up and I shouldn't be angry with you, but what about you? What kind of things have you done? You still tell me every day that Mingzi is so naughty and will tear the roof off the tiles if she doesn't get punished for three days, and you still have the nerve to criticize others? How much better can you be?"

Jianshu became more and more angry as he spoke, and could not help but twist the soft flesh around his waist again and twist it hard.

Gu Mingjing, who was caught red-handed doing something "bad" by her, looked guilty. Wasn't he just trying to practice his skills so hard that Jianshu wouldn't care? Who knew she would come out so early? She had just finished wrapping two and she came out.

If he had come out a little later, he could have packed a few more, and it would have been worth it even if he got beaten.

But at this moment, Gu Mingjing didn't dare to say his true thoughts and add fuel to the fire. He could only slowly beg for mercy, "Shushu, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time." Next time, he wouldn't do it in front of her, but somewhere else.

Hearing his plea for mercy, Jian Shu spun 360 degrees again and then let go of his hand. She said to him angrily, "Take your buns away and don't steam them with mine. Eat your own buns by yourself and don't let me see."

If it wasn't so late, she wouldn't let him go so easily.

"I'll take it away right now. I'm sure it won't bother you." Gu Mingjing smiled ingratiatingly, then quickly picked up the two buns on the chopping board and put them where Jianshu couldn't see them.

"Get out of the way, don't block the road." Jian Shu felt annoyed just looking at him.

Gu Mingjing said attentively: "Shushu, let me help you."

"Very well, thank you, I don't need it." Jian Shu refused. Help? Help with what? Make things worse? Seeing him made her think of those two buns.

Gu Mingjing refused to leave and made an excuse, "Look, it's getting late. You have to roll out the dough and make dumplings at the same time. What a waste of time. I'm not good at making dumplings, but I'm good at rolling out the dough. How about I roll out the dough and you make the dumplings?"

The words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue, but Jian Shu couldn't bring himself to say them. He looked at the bun wrappers in his hand, nodded, and said, "Okay, then you roll the dough."

It was indeed getting late, and two people could work much faster.

Gu Mingjing immediately took the rolling pin and began to roll out the dough at a rapid pace. Jian Shu's speed in making buns was far inferior to his speed in rolling out the dough. In a short while, all the dough had turned into bun wrappers, and at this point, only one-third of the buns were wrapped.

Seeing this, Gu Mingjing's heart began to itch again. Seeing Jianshu's hands moving non-stop, he couldn't help but tentatively said, "Shushu, look at all the buns you need to make. It must be tiring. How about I help you? Most of them are for me to take away. Even if my buns are a little ugly, it doesn't matter. I won't mind if you eat them yourself."

"If you don't mind me, I do. I'm not tired and I'm willing to make them." Jian Shu refused firmly. What a joke. Although these buns were for him to take away and not for her to eat, wouldn't it be embarrassing to take out such ugly buns on the train?

Imagine this: at dinner time, everyone brings out all sorts of homemade food: simple, hearty, ordinary, delicious... all sorts of things. And he, on the other hand, brings out a bunch of hideously ugly buns. Wouldn't that make everyone laugh to death?

If someone curiously asked who prepared it, he would answer proudly: My partner prepared it.

!!!

She couldn't afford to lose face. Although no one knew who she was, she couldn't accept it.

Gu Mingjing wanted to struggle a little longer, but Jian Shu didn't give him the chance. She glared at him fiercely and sent him to boil water, without giving him any reason to stay.

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