"I won't play anymore! You always win, and you won't let us order at all." Zhao Yuzhi pushed the card and pouted his mouth.

"Ha... Then let's take a break, I'm a little tired of playing." Cui Hong stretched and leaned against the sofa behind her, looking lazy, with a charming style, which immediately made He Fei's eyes firmly lock on her.

"No wonder He Fei likes you!" Zhao Yuzhi said to Cui Hong with a smile: "It's so good to stretch just like this. If I were a man, I would definitely come and rob you with He Fei!"

"You little girl, dare to say anything!" Cui Hong reached out to hit Zhao Yuzhi, but glanced at He Fei who was a little dazed, and felt particularly proud.

The four of them rested for a while, and Song Yu stood up and said, "You can sit for a while. I'll prepare first. We'll make dumplings later, otherwise we won't be able to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

This was the first time Song Yu made dumplings at He Fei’s house. In addition to eating them in the restaurant, He Fei hadn’t eaten them for a long time. At this time, he couldn’t help but become more interested. He stood up and said, “I’ll come too, let’s make them together.”

Seeing that He Fei had all gotten up, Cui Hong and Zhao Yuzhi immediately stood up.

Originally, He Fei wanted to buy ready-made dumplings, but he was opposed by them at that time. He Fei wanted to buy ready-made dumpling stuffing and dumpling skins at that time, but he was collectively opposed by them, saying that the ones he made were delicious. He Fei thought about it, it was also very interesting for everyone to make dumplings together.

Since Cui Hong and Song Yu, He Fei has basically said goodbye to the kitchen. This time he is also preparing to show off his skills, rolling up his sleeves and saying, "I'm a dough, you guys are stumbled on it."

The three girls had no objection. After bringing flour for He Fei, they picked vegetables and cut meat. They were all busy.

He Fei first poured half a basin of flour into the basin, and slowly added some water to it. It felt like it was almost done, so he stirred it with the chopsticks. Seeing that it was already in the shape of a newly formed dough, he stretched out his hand and kneaded it, but it seemed that the water had been added a little too much. The dough was very thin and it was not formed at all. He hesitated for a moment and quickly poured some flour into the basin. But unexpectedly, this time the flour was put too much and harder, so He Fei put some water in it.

It’s a pity that although He Fei understood the principle of kneading, it was his first time trying it. Therefore, he has never mastered the water and flour ratio. Either there is more water or more flour. Finally, he finally kneaded the flour to a satisfactory level, and He Fei was already tired and sweating profusely.

Holding the basin and buckled the kneaded noodles, He Fei walked to the three girls. The three of them still had not finished making up. He Fei immediately said proudly: "Your speed is not good, I have finished making up."

"Brother is amazing, no matter what he does, he is the best." Song Yu has never stinged in praising He Feidi.

Cui Hong smiled and said, "My Young Master He never goes to the kitchen. Has this noodles really been reconciled?"

"Of course. What I, He Fei, want to do, is not impossible." He Fei spent so much effort to make the ground. It really made him excited than earning 10 million. At this time, of course he was a little proud.

"Is that so? Then I'll go and take a look." Zhao Yu acted the fastest, and at this time he had already walked to the dining table, uncovered the large basin with the cover, took a look and then covered it.

"Are there still many people coming to celebrate the New Year today?" Zhao Yu turned around in confusion and looked at He Fei.

"No, there are only four of us." He Fei looked puzzled.

"Do you want to make dumplings and give gifts?" Zhao Yuzhi asked again.

"Where are you giving gifts? Otherwise, you can go to your house tomorrow to bring some for Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao?" He Fei was still joking about Zhao Yuzhi there.

"They don't want the dumplings you sent." Zhao Yuzhi's smile became stronger and stronger, and he didn't care about He Feidi's joke at all.

At this time, He Fei also saw something wrong and asked in confusion: "What do you mean by asking me this way? Can't I be together?"

"Okay, okay! But... ha... just... you have too many to get along." Zhao Yuzhi lifted the basin off and covered his stomach and said, "If you put all these noodles in dumplings, I'm afraid twenty people can't eat them. Ha... You are so amazing. It's really hard for you to get so many noodles together, ha..."

Cui Hong and Song Yu also saw the large ball of dough on the dining table, which was probably seven or eight kilograms of flour. They bought ten kilograms of ground flour, and He Fei used most of it.

"Ha... Cui Hong and Song Yu laughed when they saw that.

"I remember not adding so much flour." He Fei scratched his head, looking depressed. No wonder he was so tired just now, and it turned out that he had mixed flour from twenty people at once.

"Hehe, we probably can only use a small amount of stuffing. It seems that the rest will be steamed for you to eat." Zhao Yuzhi suffered from He Fei's losses tonight, and at this time there was a chance to mock He Fei.

"Okay, I think He Feihe's dough is pretty good, although... it's a little more." Cui Hong couldn't help laughing.

He Fei laughed dryly and said, "I will be familiar with you once, and I will not be so many next time."

After laughing for a while, the three of them also mixed the fillings, and the four of them gathered around the dining table to prepare real dumplings.

He Fei had three girls wrapped the skin. Although the skin was big and small, it was not even round, the three of them could not wrap it. They would only roughly not let the stuffing be exposed. They did not smile at all, and they were not as good as fifty steps. They wrapped all the dumplings in a harmonious and excited manner.

"Ha...it's finally finished." Song Yu stretched out his waist, stretched out his hand and pulled the hair on his forehead, but his hand touched his face, and there were traces of flour on his face.

Zhao Yuzhi smiled and said to Song Yu: "Yuyu, your face is covered with flour, I'll wipe it for you."

"Oh!" Song Yu raised his face and looked at Zhao Yuzhi stretched out his hand to wipe her face, but he immediately reacted and said angrily: "Yuzhi, your hands are full of flour."

"Ha... Zhao Yuzhi's trick was broken, so he simply wiped his hands on Song Yu's face, then looked at Song Yu and laughed: "Yuyu, you are getting whiter and whiter. It seems that you won't need cosmetics in the future."

"You..." Song Yu has always been extremely gentle, but he is only naughty when he occasionally goes in front of He Fei. At this time, he suddenly stretched out his hand and applied a handful of flour on Zhao Yuzhi's face.

Zhao Yuzhi didn't expect Song Yu to fight back, so he was not prepared at all, so his face was as full of flour as Song Yu, which made Cui Hong and He Fei laughed out loud there.

Zhao Yuzhi's eyes turned, and when He Fei laughed, he actually stretched all her pair of claws on He Fei's face, which made He Fei become a white-faced man. He Fei's laughter suddenly choked in his throat and could no longer laugh.

However, Cui Hong and the three girls were laughing even more happily at this time.

He Fei was not willing to let Zhao Yuzhi take advantage. He screamed strangely and rushed towards her. Zhao Yuzhi also turned around and ran away, but He Fei was chasing her in a hurry. She was also hiding between Cui Hong and Song Ya. In this way, the two of them couldn't help but suffer. However, He Fei quickly grabbed Zhao Yuzhi, and touched her face with some flour.

When he touched Zhao Yuzhi's face, He Fei's heart blew. This was the first time he had touched Zhao Yuzhi's face with his hand. Her face was really smooth and tender, and it was even more delicate than Cui Hong and Song Yu's face. Although there was flour in his hand, He Fei still felt it.

"You bad guy, Sister Cui, Yuyu, we can't let him bully us, we must fight back." Zhao Yuzhi's face also showed a hint of blushing. It was really embarrassing to let a boy touch it like this. He remembered the embarrassing incidents when hanging lanterns just now and in He Fei's room. However, this embarrassment was only in the heart, and she could not show it, otherwise it would easily cause Cui Hong's misunderstanding. Seeing that someone could not deal with He Fei, he immediately formed an alliance.

Cui Hong asked He Fei to wipe it off just now. With Zhao Yuzhi's shouting, she immediately stretched out her slender hand to wipe it on He Fei's face. Song Yu hesitated for a moment, and saw the three of them laughing and making fun together, so he also came up. Of course, it was not He Fei who helped.

For a moment, the house was filled with flour. He Fei fought against three. Although he was tall and strong, he could not use it at this time. He looked embarrassed and finally had to beg for mercy helplessly.

However, during the fight with the three of them, He Fei really took a lot of advantage. At this time, it was not a problem to touch Cui Hong's face, pinch Song Yu's body, or touch Zhao Yuzhi's two hands.

Cui Hong was fine, but Song Yu knew that He Fei was taking advantage of her, and she felt sweet in her heart. She just wanted to continue playing like this and let He Fei touch her enough.

However, Zhao Yuzhi has no relationship with He Fei after all, so he has the least physical contact with He Fei. After all, a girl’s reserve is still very important. Besides, Cui Hong, Song Yu and He Fei are not close to each other.
Chapter completed!