However, after seeing clearly who was outside the door, he was suddenly stunned, and his tone suddenly changed to a gentle state, and he finished speaking.
"Don't bother me... Ah, look for me. I'm taking a day off today, sister. Why are you here?"
In order to divert Yu Huan's attention, he even called his sister.
"Are you in a bad mood?" Yu Huan asked hesitantly.
"No!" Zhou Yang answered quickly. He scratched his hair and stuttered, "I...my throat has been a bit uncomfortable lately, and I can't control my voice when I speak..."
He explained in a panic.
Fortunately, Yu Huan didn't think too much about it. After letting him drink more, he asked him: "Do you want to come to my house for dumplings? I accidentally ordered too much."
Invited.
Zhou Yang felt a little surprised and delighted at the same time. He nodded in agreement hastily, then remembered that he hadn't changed his clothes yet. He tugged at the hem of his clothes and said, "Let me change my clothes before going over."
Yu Huan nodded and went back first.
After a while, Zhou Yang knocked on the door and came in. Not only had he changed his clothes, but he also seemed to have done his hair, from frizzy to smooth. His eyes were no longer sleepy, and he looked energetic.
But the bad thing is that the dumplings haven't arrived yet and they have already exceeded the time limit.
Yu Huan asked Zhou Yang to sit on the sofa, and then thought about how to entertain guests when visiting other people's homes. It seemed like drinking tea and eating some dried fruits.
But Yu Huan has no tea here, and no fruit recently.
She thought about it, found a bottle of green tea and gave it to Zhou Yang.
Then he brought over a bunch of snacks, like a little hamster taking out its own food.
The table was instantly filled with snacks, including jelly, dried meat, milk candy, shrimp chips... It was full, and the packaging bags of different colors were crowded together, which made Zhou Yang laugh.
"So many snacks." He must like to eat them, Zhou Yang thought.
Yu Huan didn't have time to feel embarrassed.
The phone rang and she answered it. It was the owner of the takeaway restaurant she had ordered from. He apologized to her and explained that they had a huge number of orders today and they were not prepared and were afraid that they would not be able to deliver the food. He wanted her to cancel the order and said that he would deliver one more food next time she ordered.
This is embarrassing.
Yu Huan hung up the phone and stared at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang couldn't stand it anymore, laughed, and took the initiative to say: "Why don't you go to my place, sister? My kitchen is still usable."
She can't cook, and the kitchen utensils are just for decoration.
With no other options, Yu Huan followed Zhou Yang to his house with a listless look on her face. The boy told her to sit anywhere while he quickly ran downstairs and bought some minced meat.
So the original plan of inviting Zhou Yang to eat dumplings turned into eating dumplings made by Zhou Yang.
In Yu Huan's eyes, Zhou Yang, who was still a student, should know nothing like her. She didn't expect that he could do it so well.
I kneaded the dough, rolled out the dumpling wrappers, and prepared two kinds of fillings, one with corn and meat, and the other with a vegetarian filling of eggs and black fungus.
He even tied an apron and sat in the living room to make dumplings for fear that Yu Huan would be bored. He rubbed some white flour on the back of his hands and listened to Yu Huan talking while making dumplings.
She inexplicably saw a sense of home from a boy who was several years younger than her.
Yu Huan was leaning on the edge of the table, not knowing what to do.
Zhou Yang thought about it and grabbed a piece of dough for her to play with.
"It's soft and feels like you can pinch it." She pinched it a few times, but when she wanted to let it go, the dough stuck to her fingers, so much so that she was horrified. She pulled at it, but there was still some residue on her fingers.
"This is so sticky." Something beyond her circumstances made her unable to help but mutter and complain.
"Put your hand out." Dr. Zhou said.
Yu Huan obediently stretched out his hand.
Zhou Yang sprinkled some flour on her hands and taught her to rub her hands together, and the batter would fall off.
"Yeah." She was quite surprised.
She tried to knead the dough again, but couldn't get it off, so she had to ask Zhou Yang to sprinkle some powder on her again.
As she added more flour, the dough gradually became less sticky, so she poked it here and there, and finally formed it into the shape of a chubby little rabbit.
"Look quickly." She called Zhou Yang.
"Wow, so cute." Zhou Yang said as he finished the last dumpling wrapper.
Yu Huan thought about it for a moment, felt like he had created a work of art, and asked Zhou Yang: "Can we cook it and keep it?"
"It's not good if you boil it." She had just been playing with this piece of dough for a long time. Zhou Yang said with a smile, "But you can steam it."
So in the end they were steamed and became plump, hot little rabbits.
The dumplings Zhou Yang made were delicious, and the two of them each held a bowl and ate.
Although it was simple, Zhou Yang looked at her through the steam coming out of the bowl. She was afraid that the juice inside would splash onto her clothes, so she opened her mouth wide and took a bite.
The porcelain bowl was not heat-insulated, and her fingertips were red. She sat next to him, small, with her hair scattered under her ears and a pale face, looking even younger than him.
Like a junior high school girl in the lower grade.
But it turned out to be my sister who had already started working.
It's such a contrast.
Yu Huan was eating dumplings, but a certain spiritual hunger had not been relieved. In fact, because he was too close, the hunger became even worse.
How could he suddenly bite someone when he was already ready to accept it? Once his vampire identity was exposed, they would probably call the police.
So...get people drunk?
After he woke up, he asked why there were marks on his neck and said they were mosquito bites.
Yu Huan was so absorbed in his thoughts that he forgot to move for a moment.
From Zhou Yang's perspective, it seemed as if Yu Huan was staring at him in a daze.
"You seem to be looking at me all the time?" He reminded me with a slightly hot face.
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