"Thank you for the compliment, sister! You haven't eaten yet, right? Go eat first after you get the takeaway~" Tong Yanqi looked at the comments and Mu Yuezhu's sincere smile, her cheeks flushed with the compliment, and she changed the subject a little embarrassedly.

"Okay, then I'll disconnect and go live to eat. Bye!"

"Bye~" Tong Yanqi waved his right hand and said goodbye to the audience and fans in the live broadcast room: "Mission completed, I will also go off the air, see you tomorrow! Bye~"

After saying that, he quickly ended the broadcast.

[Legal Monk: Familiar Off-Streaming Rhythm]

[A love-brained person is only fit to pick wild vegetables:? ]

【Wait for me: I wanted to see the sequel】

[A love-brained person is only fit to dig wild vegetables: Apply! Medicine! Ointment!]

[Law Monk: Brother Brain, Sister Qi can’t see it]

[A love-sick person is only fit to dig wild vegetables:…]

On the other side, after the live broadcast, Tong Yanqi looked at the two dishes he had carefully prepared, tilted his head and thought for a while, then went to peel some fruits and cut them into pieces for the dishes.

Um--

Tong Yanqi nodded. Now it looked more stylish.

Then she took out a large soup basin from the cupboard and poured the soup prepared by the chef into the basin.

Three dishes and one soup, perfect!

Everything was done. Tong Yanqi clapped his hands. It was six o'clock in the afternoon and Zhizhi should be back soon.

Just as she was wondering whether she should call and ask where the person was, she heard a noise at the door.

"Strange?"

The gentle voice was like a breeze passing by her ears. Tong Yanqi's eyes lit up and he turned and ran towards the door: "I was just thinking about you, and here you are!"

Yu Wenzhi was hit by the human-shaped cannonball that suddenly rushed out. He took a half step back to relieve the force. He leaned his back against the wall, opened his arms and took the person into his arms.

"That means we are in sync." Yu Wenzhi lowered his head, pressed his forehead against Tong Yanqi's, and gave him a light kiss.

Tong Yanqi's nose was a little irritated by his kiss. She pushed Yu Wenzhi's face away with a slap in disgust, and raised her left hand to take off the silver-framed glasses on his nose.

"Don't kiss me when you're wearing glasses. It hurts."

"Sorry." Yu Wenzhi touched his nose, put his arm around Tong Yanqi and walked to the sofa. He put down the bag in his hand, and gently held Tong Yanqi's left arm with his other hand.

"What's wrong?" Tong Yanqi asked in confusion, his left hand being held by him in an awkward posture.

Yu Wenzhi said nothing, but put the glasses that Tong Yanqi was holding in her left hand on the table, took out the burn ointment from her bag, unscrewed the cap, and held Tong Yanqi's left hand to carefully observe the red marks on her wrist.

Tong Yanqi had a small frame and a thin wrist, so Yu Wenzhi could clench it with one hand. Her wrist, as white as jade, was very beautiful, but the pink scar on it was particularly glaring.

Tong Yanqi understood what was going on when he saw the burn ointment and asked curiously, "How did you know?"

She remembered that Yu Wenzhi couldn't come to the live broadcast room this afternoon because he had to work overtime in a meeting.

"Your love-brained brother told me." Yu Wenzhi dipped a cotton swab in ointment and tentatively touched the wound lightly, his response voice a little low.

"Hiss--" The red wound suddenly came into contact with the cold and irritating ointment. Tong Yanqi frowned slightly and let out a soft cry.

When Yu Wenzhi heard Tong Yanqi's cry of pain, his hand hanging in the air trembled. Fortunately, after touching the wound for the first time, Yu Wenzhi immediately raised his hand again, otherwise the wound would have been directly poked by these tremors.

"You're still trying to be brave even when it hurts?" Yu Wenzhi's words carried a rare hint of blame, but his movements were gentler.

"It's the ointment that's causing the problem, okay? I just took a cold shower and it doesn't hurt anymore."

Yu Wenzhi ignored Tong Yanqi's unreasonable mumbling and carefully applied the milky white ointment all over the wound. When he was done, he leaned over and blew gently on it.

Tong Yanqi, who was about to say that he didn't feel any pain, fell silent in an instant. He uncomfortably withdrew his slightly itchy wrist, his earlobe turning red.

"I just applied the ointment, be careful not to rub it off." Yu Wenzhi took Tong Yanqi's right hand and walked towards the restaurant: "Let's go, let's go eat. I must try the gift that Xixi carefully prepared."

Tong Yanqi pursed his lips and gave a heads-up: "It probably won't taste very good."

Although there was one-on-one guidance from Chef Mu Yuezhu, unexpected things still happened frequently. Tong Yanqi estimated that the taste would be much better than at noon, but it would still be far inferior to normal meals.

"It doesn't matter. Your thoughts are what matter most."

The smile on Yu Wenzhi's face never faded. In his opinion, it didn't matter whether the food was delicious or not. Being able to eat the food made by Xixi herself already made him very happy.

As long as you don't go to the hospital after eating, there will be no big problem.

Going to the hospital wasn't a big deal.

Yu Wenzhi pressed Tong Yanqi down on her seat and poured her a bowl of soup: "Drink the soup first. You worked so hard cooking today, Xixi. You're amazing. I'm very happy."

Seeing Yu Wenzhi so happy, Tong Yanqi kept praising her. The corners of her lips curled up wildly, and she couldn't help but say coquettishly, "Cooking is so difficult. The meal I made for lunch made me question my life."

"It's okay, I can make some home cooking. From now on, I'll cook and you'll be responsible for eating."

Yu Wenzhi first picked up a piece of egg and put it into his mouth.

"How is it?" Tong Yanqi held his chin with both hands, his eyes full of hope.

Even though she had tasted it right after cooking, the taste that others tasted might not be the same as her own.

The meat in the stir-fried mushrooms was overcooked.

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes were a bit mushy and a little salty.

However, these are minor issues.

Yu Wenzhi tasted a few bites and gave a thumbs-up, praising the dish: "It's much better than what I made after practicing for two weeks."

"Have you practiced for that long before?"

Yu Wenzhi nodded. "I lived abroad for quite a long time. When I was picky about food, I complained that the food abroad was not tasty. My father forced me to learn to cook. After I realized how hard cooking was, I no longer dared to be picky about food."

Tong Yanqi was silent for a moment, then expressed his opinion: "But I feel that even if I can make it, those who don't like it will still not like it."

Yu Wenzhi smiled and answered her question while slowly picking up the food: "Yes, I am still picky about food when I need to be."