After being raised by the overlord as a lover

Before Du Pei could come up with a reason to decline, Lu Jingmo had already continued talking.

"Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, didn't you say you want to make dumplings for me?"

"And, I want to spend New Year's Eve with you."

Until the video was hung up, Du Pei's heartbeat was still a little chaotic, how did Lu Jingmo say these words in a serious manner.

"Aren't all the people who celebrate New Year's Eve together family?"

[Friends are fine too. ]

"Shut up." Du Pei conveniently threw a pig at him.

Could he and Lu Jingmo be friends?This is clearly an invitation from Lu Jingmo!

However, this time, Lu Jingmo took the lead again.

He must be more proactive next time.

Du Pei secretly made up his mind and became nervous early the next morning.

"What kind of clothes should I wear? Is my hair a little long, or is it tied up?"

[You don't have to wear it. ] The system whispered, [Is one hour not enough? ]

"Do you want to scrap it?" Du Pei glanced at it, and put down the red sweater in his hand. This one will be worn tomorrow.

After asking for leave from the live broadcast for a few days, Du Pei didn't manage to take care of himself until the afternoon.

He pulled the gray sweater on his body, "Does Lu Jingmo have the same one?"

The system said nothing.

Du Pei didn't care, and stroked his hair again, "But it's only an hour, so it doesn't seem to be so grand?"

After he finished chanting, he suddenly realized that Lu Jingmo seemed to be able to see his activities.

Du Pei immediately put down his hand touching the hem of his clothes, walked towards the table pretending to be indifferent, and turned on the computer.

Lu Jingmo stared at the special benefits that had just been revealed on his phone, and raised his eyebrows.

[Lovers will send you warmth, and the new year will be prosperous, as long as 998, you can unlock special benefits, and you will definitely not be disappointed~]

The box on the interface is beating, as if waiting for someone to click on it.

Lu Jingmo looked away from the little curly figure on the screen, and raised his hand to buy the newly released gift bag.

Even if there is no such lobbying, just put a gift bag in front of him, and he will open it.

[Special benefits: 3-hour free activity card*1 (limited time), limited edition photos of lovers*1, wet photos of lovers*1]

Lu Jingmo's eyes fell on the last thing, and his brows frowned.

This system is a little too much.

As long as he thinks that pictures like the little curly hair will be taken, he will feel uncomfortable.

Lu Jingmo lowered his eyes, and when he was about to return, the photo turned over by itself and enlarged.

The little curly hair on it was indeed wet by water, but...

In the photo, the little curly is leaning against the wall, standing in a square inch to hide from the rain, half of his body is wet by the rain, his hair is slightly wet, and he is staring at a corner in a daze, with half a cigarette butt between his fingertips.

Lu Jingmo saved the photo and looked at it several times.

He was sure that the one on it was the little curly hair, not the person he met that day.

The two people are completely different, but how could the little curly hair have such a photo.

Lu Jing's eyebrows were gathered together, his face was full of solemnity, and he clicked on another photo, a limited edition photo.

The background is the second bedroom of this house. On the top is a little curly hair lying on the table and looking out. His bright black eyes seem to be shining through, curved like crescent moons, and his face is full of expectation.

They are clearly characters of different styles, but Lu Jingmo is completely unable to separate them.

He sat at the table for 10 minutes, recalling what happened after he met Little Curly before he could move.

He also put the photos of these two chapters into the album specially opened for Little Curly.

No matter what the little curly looks like, he is sure that the little curly likes him, and it is impossible for him to give up the little curly.

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Du Pei didn't know that the system had stepped in again. He watched the time turn to [-] o'clock before turning off the minesweeper, and walked slowly towards the door.

The doorknob was pressed down little by little, and a crack was opened, and Du Pei saw the person standing outside.

"land……"

Before he could say hello, Lu Jingmo had already grabbed him first and walked towards the kitchen, "Maybe there is not enough time, so we need to start quickly."

Du Pei's face fell back, and he stared at Lu Jingmo's back.

Is it just making dumplings?

As he thought to himself, his eyes fell on Lu Jingmo's clothes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

It's the same color clothes as him.

Du Pei's smile lasted until he entered the kitchen, he hesitated when he saw the knife and beef on the chopping board.

"Don't you like beef stuffing?" Seeing him looking over, Lu Jingmo handed the apron to Du Pei, "And shrimp and lamb?"

"No." Du Pei hesitated for a moment, and when Lu Jingmo walked around behind him to help him post the belt, he opened his mouth guiltily.

"Can you chop meat? I don't know much about it."

Lu Jingmo pinched the belt of the apron with his fingertips, and his eyes fell on Du Pei's waist. Hearing this, he quickly finished the work at hand and said with a smile, "I know some."

Du Pei was relieved, and waited until the flour was poured into the basin and stirred skillfully, only then did he notice the diced meat that Lu Jingmo had cut out.

They are square and square, and all of them are fat and puffy. I am afraid that a dumpling skin can only wrap one.

"Or I'll do it." Du Pei looked at the dough in his hand again, "Can you knead the dough? This is more laborious, I'm afraid I can't do it well."

Lu Jingmo glanced at the diced meat he had cut, and hesitantly handed over the knife.

Du Pei's movements were much crisper and neater than his. Holding the cutting board with one hand and the knife in the other, Lu Jingmo could even see afterimages.

He wanted to stop talking, and finally met in silence.

But soon, Du Pei stopped him again.

"I did it last time." Lu Jingmo still didn't want to leave, he fought for the opportunity for himself.

Ever since he knew that Little Curly was going to celebrate the festival with him, he learned how to make dumplings.

He also wants to cook together, but so far only one of them has succeeded, boiled choy sum, I'm afraid he will be laughed at by the little curly hair.

"This, no matter what, it's impossible to knead it into a ball." Du Pei looked at the strip-shaped objects one by one, and poured some water into it. "It seems to be faster for me to do it alone, or you first..."

"Isn't it just a group now?" Lu Jingmo looked at the basin under his hands.

"What?" Du Pei frowned, looked at the things in his hand, and then at Lu Jingmo, feeling that the words were not that simple.

But Lu Jingmo didn't say anything, he supported the sink with one hand, bent his legs slightly, and moved closer to Du Pei's side, his chin resting on Du Pei's shoulder.

"In the past, only the dean's grandmother would make dumplings for us, but she is too old and can't do much, so she will ask older children to help."

"I've always wanted to help, but...she didn't wait for me to grow up."

Lu Jingmo spoke very calmly, but every word revealed a pitiful meaning.

Du Pei couldn't stand this kind of thing the most. He squinted at Lu Jingmo's side face, and retreated softly, "We can be together in the future."

"But let me do this first, and I will teach you later."

"Do you think I'm too stupid?" Lu Jingmo asked again.

"will not."

"That's all right, I'll start with kneading noodles first." Lu Jingmo easily circled Du Pei's body with his other hand, pressed it on the other side, and wrapped him in his arms.

Du Pei deliberately protested for a few words, but he gave up again when he thought that he had been circled in twice in a row.

He lowered his head and kneaded the dough seriously, and asked casually, "Did you just say Grandma Dean?"

"I grew up in the orphanage." Lu Jingmo said casually, his eyes fell on Du Pei's fingers.

Du Pei was taken aback for a moment, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Lu Jingmo didn't want to let him go, and kept asking him.

"You can knead it however you like. How do I know how many times to knead on the left side and how many times to knead the right side?" Du Pei pushed his arm back angrily and gave him a kick.

"But it's written that way in the book." Lu Jingmo stepped back and pushed his body away, his face twitched without a trace, but he continued to talk.

Du Pei threw the dough in his hand on the chopping board, turned his head and glared at him, with a bit of anger on his face, "Are you listening to the book or mine?"

Seeing his angry look, Lu Jingmo only thought it was cute, and even the place where he was hit on the waist didn't hurt much.

No matter what, he is the one he likes.

He suppressed a smile, "Listen to you."

Du Pei snorted softly, turned his head and grabbed the dough.

"Come here, get ready to roll out the dumpling wrappers."

He demonstrated it to Lu Jingmo several times, but Lu Jingmo failed to learn it.

It's obviously a matter of a few seconds, but Lu Jingmo can't do it even if he slows down. He always rolls the dough into squares with different thicknesses.

Du Pei looked at the horrible face of Lu Jingmo's men, and couldn't help but angrily said, "Why are you so stupid!"

After he finished speaking, he saw Lu Jingmo's disappointed face, and only then remembered what he had just said to Lu Jingmo.

Du Pei calmed down again, and said weakly, "I'll teach you by hand."

Du Pei took Lu Jingmo's hand, pressed Lu Jingmo's fingertips with one hand, and wrapped Lu Jingmo's hand with the other with great effort, so that he would not mess around, "It's enough to roll around like this ,do you know?"

As he spoke, he raised his head, met Lu Jingmo's eyes, noticed the strangeness in Lu Jingmo's expression, and realized how ambiguous his posture was at the moment.

Lu Jingmo circled him, and his hand was holding Lu Jingmo's hand. Du Pei suddenly felt his fingertips were hot, but he seemed weak when he moved away.

Under the entanglement between the two, Du Pei finally decided to take the initiative to attack. His heart sank, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he raised his eyes again, looking at Lu Jingmo's slightly lowered head.

"You... want to kiss me?"

The author has something to say: Curly Du: Take the initiative to attack √

Mr. Lu: Yeah/w