Si Lianyun said calmly, "I plan to spend my life with Hangchuan now, but who can tell the future clearly? What if I haven't returned to China yet, Hangchuan will fall in love with other girls?"

Maybe because she had experienced too many bad things in the past, Si Lian would unconsciously leave some room for herself. No matter what her marriage with Hang Chuan is like in the future, she could continue to live according to her own ideas.

"He will not fall in love with other women. He will always be loyal to your marriage. Please believe him." His voice was low and nice, and it was particularly serious, as if he was making a promise to her.

Si Lian didn't know why Zhan Nanye was obsessed with promising these things for Hang Chuan. I'm afraid Hang Chuan himself was not as sure as him. "Mr. Zhan, I said everything you said to him, you are you, you are not him, what you said for him doesn't count."

Zhan Nanye, "Every word I say counts."

Si Lian didn't want to talk to him about this topic anymore. She took the dough that Zhan Nanye kneaded and kneaded into strips, then cut it into pieces with a knife. She took one of the pieces, rolled it on the dough with a red wine bottle, and a dumpling skin was formed.

Zhan Nanye knew that what he said just now didn't touch Si Lian, and she didn't want to talk anymore. He continued, as smart as she would definitely see the flaws, so he had to join her, "Can I try it?"

"Of course." Si Lian took another piece of dough, "Mr. Zhan, you put the dough on the cutting board, but press it with a bottle, control the force freely, and then roll it like this and push it away gently."

Si Lian slowed down and demonstrated it herself. A dumpling skin with even thickness formed in her hands again.

"You are not much older than that girl Zhan Nanxing. She can't do anything. I have to worry about many things for her. Unlike you, you can do anything at a young age." Zhan Nanye praised Si Lian, and did not forget to step on his sister Zhan Nanxing.

"Xing'er is not as bad as you said. She is a very smart and considerate girl." Si Lian handed the bottle to Zhan Nanye, "Mr. Zhan, you can try it first."

"Okay, I'll try it. But I shouldn't be as clever as you." Zhan Nanye imitated her move just now. The rolling noodles did not look as easy as it looked, because each part had to be evenly subjected to a uniform thickness of dumpling skin.

The first dumpling skin was indeed not satisfactory, but it was already very good for the first time. Si Lian praised him without hesitation, "Mr. Zhan, you did this well the first time. If you work hard, you will definitely do better."

With Si Lian's affirmation, Zhan Nanye rolled out the second one. With the experience of the first dumpling skin, this was much better. It was not much different from what Si Lian did, "Well, I'll work harder."

"Mr. Zhan, you continue to make dumpling skins, I'll make meat filling." Si Lian took another cutting board, cut the meat into slices in a quick manner, and then chopped it up with a knife.

One of them made dumpling skins and the other made meat filling.

Si Lian had prepared the meat filling here, and Zhan Nanye had already made dozens of dumpling skins. Si Lian made dumplings. After making two, she realized that Zhan Nanye had made some flour on his face. He looked like a little cat, which was very funny and cute. He could not see any sign of the shadow of the usual business world.

Si Lian was happy and said, "Mr. Zhan, do you want to look in the mirror?"

Zhan Nanye looked up and didn't dare to open his eyes. "Si Lian, the flour seems to have been put on my eyelashes. I can't open my eyes. Please wipe it for me."

Si Lian didn't think too much, so she turned around and pulled a tissue to get a little wet water, gently rubbing off the flour on his eyelashes.

As he got closer, Si Lian clearly saw his long eyelashes. His eyelashes were long and curled and very beautiful. Coupled with his perfect face, it was really a work of art. How could ordinary humans have such a perfect one?
Chapter completed!