Gu Lingling pursed her lips and smiled, rarely seeing Yang Yunhai looking so flustered.
His big hands were holding a dumpling wrapper, and although he was already being very careful with his strength, just a gentle squeeze was enough to break the dumpling's belly.
Then... Yang Yunhai stood there dumbfounded.
Looking at the dumpling in his hand, and then at the neatly wrapped dumplings by Gu Lingling, Yang Yunhai was perplexed. Why is it the same steps?
Gu Lingling laughed even more joyfully.
She actually saw grievance on Yang Yunhai's face.
Yes, grievance.
Moreover, she didn't know when it happened, but there was a bit of flour on his face, making the originally ice-cold person seem slightly down-to-earth.
For the first time, she realized that this tall and handsome man surprisingly had such a cute side. It was really amusing.
"Don't move." Yang Yunhai seriously looked at Gu Lingling, "There's something dirty on your face, let me get it for you."
