Chapter 1390: What can't you do?

After New Year's Day, it is the Spring Festival.
For Qiao Mu, last year's Spring Festival was the most meaningful year. It was the first time for her to spend the New Year at Li's house, and for the first time to enjoy the reunion of the Spring Festival family.
And this year, it was the Spring Festival for her and Li Yan.
Although he is abroad, Qiaomu is still preparing for the new year.
In the past few days of the New Year, Li Yan took off all the servants and cooks in the family. Although there are no holidays in the United States, Qiao Mu hopes to have a Spring Festival for two people. Even the cooking will be done by two people.
Qiao Mu prepared all the materials in advance and started work in the afternoon, preparing to make dumplings with Li Yan.
For Qiao Mu, making dumplings is indeed a big and difficult project. She has never done anything from mixing noodles to making dumpling fillings.
Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, Arbor went into the kitchen to study recipes.
Li Yan saw her attentively, and stood at the door of the kitchen looking at her, "I think you have never been so attentive to other things except for clothing design. If you don't have this talent, don't study it."
Qiao Mu glared at Li Yan, "For those who are celebrating the Chinese New Year, don't say anything that hurts me, it's not that I haven't cooked for you!"
As Qiao Mu said, he stuffed the recipe to Li Yan,
Don’t stand up and talk, because it’s our business to make the New Year’s Eve dinner, so you make the noodles and I make the stuffing and the division of labor is done.

Li Yan was helpless, he was really not interested in this kind of troublesome thing, but seeing the little woman excited, he could only take over.
After the division of labor, Qiaomu relaxed a lot, happily went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables, ground meat, stir all the ingredients together, add some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and you're done.
Then she waited to see Li Yan embarrassed.
In the afternoon, Qiao Mu urged Li Yan to start kneading the noodles, putting the flour and water there, and then she stood aside and watched happily.
Li Yan could see Qiao Mu's careful thinking at a glance, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want me to do it well or not? If I fail to do it well, the New Year's Eve dinner will be broken tonight."
"You dare not do it well!" Qiao Mu urged, "You hurry up!"
Qiao Mu stared at the slender fingers of Li Yan's hands. She often saw these hands beating on the keyboard, or signing documents freely with a pen. She had never seen his hands covered with flour, think about it. I feel very sexy.
Although Li Yan had cooked for her, she had never made herself very embarrassed. Now she was looking forward to this scene, and then took the opportunity to hurt him.
However, she saw Li Yan find a pair of gloves and plan to put them on.
She snatched it over, "It's not convenient to wear gloves to make noodles. Just touch the flour directly. I don't dislike you."
Li Yan didn't insist, and took the water cup and poured water into the flour. Then, when Qiao Mu thought he was going to put his hand into the flour, he saw him holding his chopsticks and began to stir the flour.
She was startled, and soon saw the scattered flour being mixed into a ball, and he started to knead the dough together.
Qiao Mu was dumbfounded, and within five minutes before and after, he reconciled the noodles.
Li Yan smiled and looked at her, "Satisfied?"
Qiaomu touched his chin, "You said, what can't you do? It's really boring!"
"Of course." Li Yan was serious, and Qiao Mu listened carefully. When she was waiting for him to blew himself up, she listened to him say: "I can't have a baby."
After a pause, he smiled softly: "You have to cooperate."