It took a long time to find that Bai Qing felt that his chest was being gently pushed.

At first, he thought it was his own illusion.

But it was not until he felt his chest being pushed again, and then he subconsciously opened his eyes, but happened to face Mr. Zhou's gaze that he came back to his senses.

He took his hand awkwardly from the other party's waist.

I said anything about rejection before.

As a result, isn't the body very honest?

Sure enough, man~

Looking at Mr. Zhou's eyes, in the pair of dark eyes, it seemed like deep space, with stars.

Bai Qing subconsciously spoke up to explain something, but the next moment, Mr. Zhou suddenly pushed him.

A force came, and Bai Qing was suddenly pushed to the bed after being caught off guard.

Mr. Zhou, who had just taken the initiative, quickly got up from his bed, then ran away from his room as if he would be eaten after staying here for one more minute.

When Bai Qing came to his senses, he was the only one left in the room.

Looking at the empty door, Bai Qing slowly withdrew her gaze, subconsciously lifted her hand to her nose and sniffed it gently, as if she could still smell the scent of the beauty. The bulging feeling in her palm just now also appeared in her mind.

He couldn't help but smash his mouth.

Yes, it's quite fragrant and sweet.

Then, I couldn't help but give myself a mouth lightly, and a wry smile appeared on my face.

What was I doing just now? It’s not without women, so how could I let my desire dominate myself?

Mingming, he wanted to stay away from the women in the entertainment industry.

I couldn't help but sigh.

I am not pure anymore.

On the other hand, when Mr. Zhou returned to the guest room, she had just put away the shyness on her face, as if nothing had happened, but only careful people would see that there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

No words all night.

Bai Qing was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door. She tossed and turned for half a night last night, which made him now have a pair of big panda eyes on his face.

Yawning off the bed, then opened the door, and then saw Mr. Zhou standing at the door.

At this time, she was wearing a very homely dress, which made her feel more approachable and the kind smile on her face also made her feel full of energy.

It is in a very sharp contrast with Bai Qing's yawning at this time.

"Get up quickly, what time is it~" Mr. Zhou said to Bai Qing.

Although her voice was not as soft as a girl, it was quite refreshing tone with her soft tone at this time.

At least, Bai Qing woke up completely.

He looked at Mr. Zhou in front of him with some complexity. After experiencing what happened last night, Bai Qing found that it was difficult for him to maintain the same normal mind as before in front of her.

However, Mr. Zhou still looked generous, as if nothing had happened. Even Bai Qing did not see any changes in her attitude towards herself.

"Hurry up, if you don't go down, your mother will come up and scold you again~"

After saying that, Mr. Zhou turned around, took a brisk step and walked downstairs. Bai Qing could even hear her humming a song, and she looked in a good mood.

Shaking his head, Bai Qing returned to the room and tidied up.

When Bai Qing washed up and went downstairs, sure enough, Zhang Fang started nagging at her again, as if she felt that there was a customer here and she slept so late, which was really impolite.

Fortunately, Bai Qing has long been nagging about her mother for so many years and has formed a certain degree of immunity. She is still eating breakfast there and has not responded.

With his experience, his mother nagged for a few words and vented her dissatisfaction and stopped.

As expected, just as Bai Qing thought, after a moment, I wonder if I was thinking of giving Bai Qing face in front of Master Zhou, today Zhang Fang just nagged for a few words and stopped.

After breakfast, Bai Qing and Bai Yuejin posted the brand new big red blessing letter on various doors at home, while Zhang Fang was busy with the New Year's Eve dinner and ingredients for ancestor worship.

This is the first time that Mr. Zhou celebrates the New Year in the north. The customs of the New Year in the north are very different from the customs she is familiar with, so Mr. Zhou also feels very new. In addition, everyone is busy, and if she is idle by herself, it doesn't seem to be very similar. So she simply washed her hands and followed Zhang Fang to fight.

Zhang Fang really felt flattered when she had such a star to help herself, and she refused, but she couldn't resist Mr. Zhou's persistence and initiative. In the end, she followed her and asked her to do some simple work.

Of course, Mr. Zhou couldn't do complicated things.

Those hands seemed to have never been in the kitchen.

Fortunately, Zhang Fang also knows that everyone has their own life, so she won’t comment on anything.

After a simple lunch, after taking a nap, Zhang Fang had already mixed the noodles and mixed the dumpling filling.

Mr. Zhou is a native of the southerner. He doesn’t eat much dumplings on weekdays. Even when he was working in the north, he would eat dumplings a few times occasionally, and he basically bought them from the supermarket. So for her, this dumpling was really a flower girl who was in the sedan chair. The first time she had a meal, it was very fresh.

Before Bai Qing could speak, she had already washed her hands and took the initiative to seize the position of making dumplings. Then she held the skin in one hand and spread the filling with chopsticks in the other hand. After following Zhang Fang for advice, she packed it a little clumsyly.

Some people may be clever and skillful, but at least, Mr. Zhou, who made dumplings for the first time, is really not considered a good person.

Just like the dumplings made by most people who make dumplings for the first time, they are crooked and in sharp contrast to the "little ingots" made by Zhang Fang next to them.

But Mr. Zhou had no intention of being ashamed at all. Instead, he became unwilling to admit defeat and continued to fight with the skin in his hand.

Soon, on the plate of dumplings, there was a row of dumplings of various sizes and shapes.

Zhang Fang, who was on the side, couldn't help laughing.

Facing Mr. Zhou who was full of childishness at this time, Zhang Fang did not feel any annoying. Instead, she felt that she had a real temperament and felt deeply moved. If it weren't for her son, who would have thought that a big star on TV would have such a side in life...
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