Mr. Xie, please be gentle, the vicious female supporting role really didn't tease you

Chapter 298 Turmoil

This bastard is just here to listen to her sweet words in a roundabout way, right?

Xie Yan sat next to Tang Wan, wearing a black T-shirt that made his exposed skin look white and tender. He looked like a young male college student who was not very worldly-wise.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he was checking whether what Tang Wan said was true. From Tang Wan's perspective, she could only see his overly straight nose and narrow, beautiful eyes, which looked like Nuwa's graduation work.

"Ok, I trust you."

What's with your tone of reluctant disbelief? Can you tell me again, little brother? He will be brilliant if he gets a little sunshine.

But Tang Wan was in the wrong now, and could only respond to Xie Yan's scrutiny with a bright smile.

"So what are we two going to eat tonight?"

Logan: "..."

I just finished lunch, and the food is still sticking in my throat, and you want to have dinner. Is your stomach full of sulfuric acid? I'm not hungry right after I finished eating.

"Would you like some instant noodles?"

Tang Wan gritted her teeth.

Xie Yan shook his head, looked at Tang Wan and said seriously: "I want to eat dumplings, the kind you make."

The same thing she did, Xie Yan is really pushing his limits now, Tang Wan was just about to reject his unreasonable request.

Then I saw Xie Yan sighing softly and looking at his phone.

"You just said that you would only love me from now on, but now you are unwilling to make dumplings for the person you love?"

"Alas, women are really fickle."

Logan: "..."

"What does my fickleness have to do with whether you eat dumplings or not? You just want to eat dumplings, right?"

Xie Yan: "Yes, I want to eat the one with three fresh fillings."

"..."

She didn't expect this person to be so frank, and she was speechless.

Tang Wan finally agreed to Xie Yan's request, on the condition that Xie Yan went into the kitchen to help cook.

Tang Wan was in charge of preparing the dough, while Xie Yan was in charge of chopping the stuffing. Xie Yan's kitchen finally welcomed his first dinner since the renovation. In the comfortably decorated kitchen, only the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board could be heard, adding a touch of homeliness to this cold house.

Tang Wan was kneading dough with her back to him when she heard the sound of chopping meat behind her suddenly stop.

Xie Yan was holding a kitchen knife in one hand and his phone in the other, checking the recipe. When he saw Tang Wan looking at him, he asked, "Can I only put shrimp in the dumplings without the chives?"

That’s not called three-fresh filling dumplings, it’s called shrimp dumplings.

Tang Wan's stereotype of Xie Yan's love of meat has been further reinforced. "No, eating some vegetables is good for your health. If you really don't want to eat it, we can put less."

Xie Yan nodded, and then Tang Wan saw that half of the leeks she had prepared had been taken away by Xie Yan, leaving only a few.

This was the first time she had seen someone so picky about food at this age.

Tang Wan was too tired to complain. She said, "...give half of the leeks back. You can't just eat the meat and not the vegetables."

This damn kid.

After finally finishing the filling, when it came to making dumplings, Xie Yan was already sitting there waiting for Tang Wan to teach him how to make dumplings.

Tang Wan demonstrated it to him twice, and Xie Yan immediately started to put it into practice with full confidence.

He scooped a spoonful of filling and covered the dough rolled out by Tang Wan, then squeezed it hard like Tang Wan did.

The bluish-white filling was squeezed out and stuck to the dough pitifully.

Tang Wan: "...You are too strong. Use less force. You don't need to use so much strength."

Xie Yan: "You don't understand, this is Shao Mai."

Logan: "..."

What kind of steamed buns? She had never seen steamed buns with this kind of skin.

Under Tang Wan's gaze, Xie Yan became more and more courageous: "Steamed buns, pasties, leek wontons, shrimp wontons, pot stickers..."

Logan: "..."

"The chive wontons and shrimp wontons you mentioned are the same thing."

"Besides," Tang Wan looked at the messy "dumplings" placed on top expressionlessly, "some of yours are thick and some are thin, so they won't be cooked through."

"And why are some dumplings wrapped in two sheets of dough?"

Xie Yan put down the "dumpling" in his hand and said contentedly: "Chao Shou."

Tang Wan raised her rolling pin and placed it between the two of them. She smiled and gently warned him, "Please be respectful to the dumplings. Believe it or not, I won't make them for you next time."

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Taking Xie Yan to make dumplings made Tang Wan successfully experience the "joy" of raising children. She held the rolling pin in her hand, looked at Xie Yan who was working very hard over there, and really wanted to hit him with the rolling pin to let him understand what the dog-beating stick method was.

After being warned by Tang Wan with a rolling pin, Xie Yan sat there obediently and ate a bunch of "dumplings" he had made. After taking two bites, he never mentioned words like wonton or pie again.

Tang Wan smiled and took a bite of the thin-skinned and large-filled dumplings she had made, and asked him, "Are your dumplings delicious?"

Xie Yan silently resisted the urge to spit out the dumpling and swallowed it with difficulty.

"good to eat."

Tang Wan smiled and put the strange-shaped dumplings on the plate into Xie Yan's bowl, "This is the wonton you made, and this is the bun you made. If they are delicious, you can eat more. I won't fight with you. I'll eat the ones I made myself."

Xie Yan: "..."

In the end, Xie Yan still ate the dumplings with thin skin and large fillings made by Tang Wan. Tang Wan decided to give the pile of strange-shaped dumplings to Xiao Huang, the stray dog ​​downstairs.

After taking two bites of dumplings, Xie Yan suddenly stopped and looked at the dumplings, not knowing what he was thinking.

"what happened?"

Tang Wan looked at him and asked cautiously.

"I haven't eaten dumplings made by my family for a long time."

Xie Yan looked at the dumplings in front of him and spoke in a calm voice, but it suddenly made Tang Wan feel a little sad.

She looked at Xie Yan, and the face that she had thought a little hateful just now suddenly became pitiful and cute.

As for Xie Yan's family, he must have had a very difficult childhood.

A divorced father, a calculating stepmother, a brother fighting for power, and a broken man. If Xie Yan had not had such a low sense of existence in the novel, Gao Di could be considered a little villain who lacked love.

Thinking of this, Tang Wan reached out and held Xie Yan's hand which was placed on the table, and her voice became gentle.

"If you want to eat dumplings in the future, just tell me and I'll make them for you when I have time."

Xie Yan: “Really?”

"Really," Tang Wan smiled and smoothed the scar on Xie Yan's chest, "If I'm not busy with work in the future, I can have as many meals as I want."

Xie Yan: "Then can I just eat shrimp dumplings? The kind with three fresh fillings, just shrimp meat and no chives."

Tang Wan: "...Do you want to die?"

While the two were arguing, no one noticed that Tang Wan's phone suddenly lit up.

A title was pushed above.

Tang Wan clarified recent rumors that Leng Yurou was caught up in a scandal of breaking a promise.