Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

Chapter 382 The Evil Dragon Princess VS The Dragon-Slaying Prince (7)

Qin Yitian watched with doting eyes as He Suining seemed completely oblivious to the fatigue, repeatedly stretching and pulling the dough.

The dough was already stretchy enough to be pulled into strands, and it looked about right. He smiled and grabbed her wrist, then casually let go when she looked over. "That's enough, let's roll it into a ball shape."

He Suining nodded and reluctantly handed him the stringy dough.

Qin Yitian divided the dough into several small pieces and handed half to her. She followed suit, sprinkling some flour on the table, rolling it into a ball, and then flattening it with a rolling pin.

It turned into a smaller version of a pancake.

He Suining curiously held it up to cover her face, then turned to Qin Yitian and said, "Yitian, look, isn't my face the same size as it?"

Qin Yitian turned his head to look, his eyes filled with a deep smile that he himself might not have realized.

He hadn't been this happy in a long time.

He Suining's face is indeed very small, small and delicate, but not so small as to be only a tiny bit big.

"Flatten it quickly," he commanded her deliberately in a fierce tone. "The sooner we finish, the sooner we can eat."

He Suining gets very enthusiastic when it comes to food.

I kept flattening the dough, and I got more and more skilled at it.

Qin Yitian took out a small bowl specifically for making mochi and placed the pressed dough into it.

As He Suining squeezed the cream into the piping bag, her eyes sparkled with curiosity.

I squatted down and looked closely. I saw that cream was squeezed out and fell into the biscuit. Then, the chopped mango was placed on top of the cream, and finally, another ring of cream was squeezed on top.

"Fun."

He Suining stood up and pushed Qin Yitian aside with her buttocks, then stood on tiptoe and snatched the piping bag from his hand. "What's this?"

"This is called a piping bag."

She nodded and imitated Qin Yitian's actions, starting to make a new mochi, repeatedly muttering, "Piping bag, piping bag, I've learned something new again."

Qin Yitian pinched the opening closed of the mochi he had just made, then turned it upside down into a paper cup for a nicer appearance.

While he was working, he also had to keep an eye on He Suining from time to time, saying, "Don't squeeze out too much cream, and don't put in too much mango, what if the skin breaks?"

"Oh."

He suddenly felt like he had become a garrulous old man.

I got a taste of what it's like to be a worried senior citizen.

But I don't dislike it.

Finally, if only it were a snow skin mooncake.

He Suining's mouth was watering with desire. She reached out to grab the round, wrapped mochi, wanting to eat it.

Qin Yitian gently patted the back of his hand.

She glared at him defiantly, "Why can't I eat? I did listen to you."

I thought she wasn't allowed to eat it, and that's why she was unhappy.

Qin Yitian rubbed his forehead in exasperation. "I didn't say you couldn't eat it. It's so hot, I'll put it in the ice box to chill for a while, it'll taste better that way. Would you like something cold?"

He Suining casually touched her face and found it was indeed covered in sweat.

He didn't expect her to suddenly touch his face, and it was too late to stop her.

With a sigh, I placed the mochi in an ice box, closed the lid, and refrigerated it temporarily.

Then, pulling He Suining by the wrist, they arrived near a natural spring outside.

He was somewhat familiar with the surroundings.

"Look at you, you little kitten."

He Suining bent down and looked at her face covered in flour paste in the spring water, then pursed her lips without much concern.

But she was unhappy to hear Qin Yitian call her a little kitten, even though she clearly wasn't.

She proudly stood with her hands on her hips, declaring, "I am a dragon."

"Then you are Little Flower Dragon."

Qin Yitian washed his hands and found a face towel in the suitcase he was carrying.

He wrung out the wet cloth and prepared to hand it to He Suining.

She was about to reach out and take it when Qin Yitian suddenly remembered something and withdrew his hand, instantly earning her a puzzled look.

Qin Yitian coughed guiltily, "Close your eyes, I'll wipe them for you, I'm afraid you won't wipe them clean."

General Wang, who was resting nearby, was secretly observing the situation.

Seeing that they had already wiped their faces and touched each other's hands, she sighed with emotion, feeling a faint sweetness in her heart, but also a sense of sorrow for the prince.

Did the prince even know what he was doing?

Qin Yitian knew, of course. He not only knew, but he also had plans for the future and even what the betrothal gifts should be.

He gently wiped her face, one touch at a time. He cradled her chin with one hand; she wasn't that fragile, but he treated her like a precious jewel, as if afraid she might break.

It brushed against every part of her beautiful face.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly.

A straight nose and slightly red lips.

His fingertip brushed against her lips, softer than her fingers.

"Ok?"

Why is it so difficult for humans to wash their faces? She also washes her face, but she just splashes water on her face and shakes her head.

Qin Yitian slowly withdrew the towel from his hand. When He Suining had her eyes closed and couldn't see him, his eyes were filled with infatuation for her.

He Suining, who was standing in front of him, seemed to be glowing.

"All right."

His voice was slightly hoarse.

He Suining opened her eyes again, and Qin Yitian grabbed her hand once more. She looked down and watched as he wiped her fingers clean, one by one.

It feels really good to be waited on like this.

Once all ten fingers were clean, He Suining couldn't wait to ask, "Can I eat now?"

"...Wait a little longer."

He Suining is so annoyed.

However, looking at his clean hands and thinking of Xue Meiniang waiting for him, she decided to forgive him.

Do you like flowers?

Qin Yitian was taken aback, wondering why He Suining would ask this.

He shook his head and then nodded, "I wouldn't say I like it, but I definitely wouldn't say I dislike it either."

He Suining didn't understand, and waved her hand, "Ugh, you humans are so annoying. You either like it or you don't."

Qin Yitian could only laugh and say, "Alright, I like it."

This was the answer she had been waiting for. She grabbed Qin Yitian's hand and, startled, pulled him away.

General Wang almost instinctively followed, but hesitated and sat back down.

With this girl who was raised by a dragon around, everything should be fine.

Qin Yitian ran and ran after He Suining. After running for about ten minutes, he was out of breath.

He Suining showed no signs of panting, reached out and touched his back, but there was no disgust in her eyes.

She just felt that the humans in front of her were really fragile.

"Are you okay?"

Qin Yitian waved his hand, "Let me..." rest for a while.

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly lifted into the air. He was stunned for a while before he realized that He Suining, this strong girl, had picked him up in a princess carry.