Su Muyao nodded and said, "I'm just hungry, dumplings would be great."
"Snowy days are perfect for eating dumplings."
Perhaps because she lived in that era in her previous life, she inherently loved eating dumplings.
She always felt that eating dumplings had a special meaning and feeling.
It brought a warm feeling to her heart.
"Alright, let's eat dumplings."
Xiao Jihan gently embraced Su Muyao, using his superpower to disappear with her like the wind from under the eaves, entering the house.
As for Da Bao, he was happily playing with his little friends and didn't notice any of this.
Su Muyao couldn't bear to disturb him either.
Inside, the dumplings in the pot were still warm.
Xiao Jihan was originally worried that Da Bao would be quite hungry after playing and had kept the dumplings warm in the pot, with the fire still burning under the stove.
The temperature was just right when served.
