Also, this kitchen is basically under the "sweeping" of her and Li Juefeng, flour and minced meat fly together, and the wolf is absurd, and eating Chinese New Year's Eve in this environment is a big challenge.Li Juefeng left with Gu Xiaoai on his back.En immediately chased after him, walking at the feet of Li Juefeng, his stomach gurgled from time to time, and it was difficult to endure it, it was his father who ordered him not to eat snacks, and as a result, the ancient castle of the Li family still sang and danced after waiting for a dumpling for so long.The sound of firecrackers continued.Sky-high little wife: the president's 33rd plea 2779 UK, private hospital.There is no New Year's vibe here.Li Juesi was already asleep on the hospital bed, and Ye Jiani sat next to her and drank cup after cup of hot tea without any sleepiness.He had lost some blood, and his lips were pale, but he slept surprisingly soundly.For him, he had finally done what he had always carved into his bones, whether it was a success or a failure.On the table next to it are the blueprints for the wedding ring.The pattern of the ring is quite beautifully designed, and the two letters on it are interlocking R and N.It is the initials of his English name, and the initials of her character "Ni".A ring that symbolizes the interlocking lives of two people.When he sat on the hospital bed and explained the design concept to her, he looked very affectionate, affectionate enough to make any woman's heart move, so she didn't ask why this "n" was reversed by 90 degrees, why it didn't look like rn, but sr.This kind of stupid question, from the moment she decided to be by his side, told herself not to ask randomly.He was injured and she didn't tell him that she didn't want to get married.Getting married can only mean asking for more from each other.In this way, the two of them can go as far as they can, and when they can't go on, or when another stand-in who is more like Sara appears, she doesn't have to hold a divorce certificate to add sadness.Ye Jiani looked at his pale sleeping face, lowered her eyes and glanced at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock.It's a new year again.Sky-high little wife: The president's 33rd request for 2779 New Year's Day, it's really good.No, it's time in the UK, and it's already the New Year in China.In China, Wenchi, the adopted son of the Wen family, feasted on guests throughout Chinese New Year's Eve, and the brothers on the road drank three thousand, and the atmosphere was stirred up to the highest hot spot.In the middle of nowhere, in a flower room named Rose Garden.The door was locked.The east slowly turned up the white belly of the fish, and the sunlight gradually penetrated into the glass flower room, Chinese Xi sat in the corner wearing a cotton coat, looking at the roses in his eyes dullly, holding himself with both hands, and the scarf crumbling around his neck, faintly revealing a bruise after being abused.The roses did not grow well in the winter, and even though she had exhausted all her efforts to cultivate them, they were still sparse.When Wu Jiang was still in the Wen family, he liked to sit here and assemble his firearms.She only cares about a few flowers, and she is very unproductive.But it is strange that at that time, the roses can still grow well in the winter, and the colors are bright, as usual.Year after year, it is getting more and more bleak digression: After reading everyone's messages, everyone has a lot of doubts about Xiao Ai's dumplings, but I didn't mention a sentence in the article, I'm sorry.Xiao Ai can make dumplings, but he is not good at kneading dough and rolling dumpling skins, because ordinary families buy dumpling skins directly, and they don't buy piles of flour to start from scratch.t: