“Come on, wash your hands and make dumplings.” Mia brought a pot of dumpling stuffing over. Fortunately, two free laborers came here, otherwise when will such a big pot of dumpling stuffing go.
“Well, make dumplings.” Dongfang Ling was so happy to wash her hands, and Emily was also excited. She had never helped, the first time.
Suddenly, only Dongfangze was left standing there in embarrassment. Could it be that he wanted to cover it? Dongfangze thought uncertainly.
“Brother Dongfang, don’t you go to wash your hands? Go wash your hands, we can eat as soon as we wrap them.” Mia said with a smile, her eyes flashing sly, and the meaning was: You don’t wrap Nothing to eat!
“Brother, hurry up and wash your hands, let’s make dumplings together.” Dongfang Ling is a pitted brother.
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