"Not yet..." Gu Xiaojun actually tasted one when it was cooked, but when he saw Yu Qiuchi looking up at him with a satisfied expression, he lied as if possessed.
"Junxiao, would you like to try some? Your dumplings are really delicious!" Yu Qiuchi praised without reservation, "They're the best I've ever eaten!"
"Okay!" Gu Xiaojun readily agreed, but he had no intention of going to the kitchen to get a spoon...
Tang Ke saw it immediately. He took the spoon from Yu Qiuchi's hand, scooped up a wonton, blew on it, and stuffed it into Yu Qiuchi's mouth. He looked up innocently and said, "There aren't many, Brother Junxiao, don't fight with the kid."
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[Goodness, calling our Master Chi "kid"? They've got something!]
[What Master Chi? He's clearly Chi the Cat!]
[Meow meow meow, believe in meow meow and you'll live forever!]
[Get lost! Stop promoting cults and ruining Master Chi's reputation!]
Yu Qiuchi was successfully led astray, and he looked at Tang Ke blankly: "I'm not a child!"
Tang Ke patted Yu Qiuchi's head perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Xie Tingsi, who was so regretful and jealous at the kitchen door that he was practically biting his handkerchief, seized the opportunity to shout, "Brother Junxiao, there's still some in the pot if you want to eat. Help yourself, don't fight with Qiuchi!"
Gu Xiaojun walked helplessly to the kitchen; if those things in the pot weren't taken out soon, they would spoil!
Yu Qiuchi was a little confused as she watched Gu Xiaojun's back as she headed towards the kitchen. Why did she say "rob"?
It was clearly Junxiao who made the meal, so it's only natural for him to eat it. Master Chi doesn't understand!
"Qiu Chi, I made spicy chicken!" Yan Qing came running over with a plate of bright red stuff, his tail wagging. He handed Yu Qiu Chi a pair of chopsticks, his adorable little face asking for praise: "It's my first time making this, try it!"
Yu Qiuchi stared at the plate of spicy chicken with visible red chilies for two seconds in silence. He remembered Mo Weiyun's instructions: Eat less spicy food, less sugar, drink more water, and exercise more!
Eating a little bit shouldn't be a problem, right...? Who doesn't eat spicy food when eating hot pot! As Yu Qiuchi thought about it, the little voice in his head stood up and said, "Master Chi is tough!"
He picked up a piece with his chopsticks and tentatively put it in his mouth. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, cooked to perfection, but the spiciness was the kind that was pungent and overpowering.
Yu Qiuchi coughed twice, then took a sip of wonton soup. He looked up and praised, "Delicious! A great success!"
Yan Qing was completely stunned. Yu Qiuchi was the kind of person whose lips would become very vibrant with even a touch of spicy lipstick. Because of her cough, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and her peach blossom eyes, which looked at dogs with deep affection, were also misty. Yan Qing's obsession with good looks kicked in.
Tang Ke looked at Yan Qingzhi's blank stare and snorted coldly. Then he picked up the chopsticks in front of Yu Qiuchi, took a bite, and frowned slightly: "Isn't it too spicy?"
Yu Qiuchi watched as Tang Ke picked up his chopsticks, wanting to stop him but seeing how openly he was doing it, she felt it would be making a mountain out of a molehill: "I think it's fine..."
"Qiu Chi, don't you have a toothache? You should eat less spicy food!" Tang Ke poked Yu Qiu Chi's cheek with concern.
Yan Qing, oblivious to the fact that Tang Ke was teasing him, finally realized that Tang Ke had changed his clothes: "Brother Tang Ke, you look really good in this outfit!"
Jiang Chenzhou brought over a pot. He heard Yan Qing's words, glanced at it indifferently, and thought it was clearly Yu Qiuchi's style.
"The clothes were borrowed from Qiu Chi." Xie Tingsi had also learned his lesson; he should first stir up a fight between Tang Ke and Yan Qing, since he had been jumping around Qiu Chi quite a bit these past two days.
Xie Tingsi didn't forget that Yu Qiuchi said he was number one, so he had to separate Tang Keyan and Qing, since their identities were clearly defined.
"No wonder this dress is so beautiful! It's Qiu Chi's!" Yan Qing's eyes sparkled as she blindly praised, "Qiu Chi has such good taste!"
"What, can't I just say it's because I'm pretty?" Tang Ke has a little habit of twirling her hair.
He wrapped a strand of Yu Qiuchi's hair around his finger, making a circle like a blue ring, which looked quite pretty at the knuckle.
Yu Qiuchi's hair was already very well-maintained, largely thanks to Mo Weiyun. Although it was dyed, it didn't affect its quality; it remained smooth and felt like silk, making him quite fond of it.
"Brother Tang Ke, so you mean Qiu Chi has bad taste?" Tang Ke was caught off guard by Yan Qing's counterattack and was at a loss for words. To say yes or no was not an option either.
[Undercurrents are brewing among these men]
These men make a drama.
[Master Chi says I'm panicking!]
Yu Qiuchi swallowed the wonton in her mouth, looked at the men practicing Tai Chi, and said with a headache, "Clothes are just icing on the cake. If the clothes are beautiful, the person is beautiful too!"
Yu Qiuchi, a master of diplomacy, picked up a spicy chicken for Tang Ke and gave Yan Qing a small wonton, then fled back towards the kitchen: "Where's Brother Yu? I'm going to check on him!"
Song Yaozhuo was baking small cakes alone in the kitchen when Yu Qiuchi suddenly remembered that Zhou Shen had baked egg tarts at the Heartbeat House, and they were delicious!
"Brother Yu, is there anything I can help with?" Yu Qiuchi moved closer to Song Yaozhuo to watch him decorate his cakes!
Because of Yu Qiuchi's sudden closeness, Song Yaozhuo felt the warmth coming from his right side. He lowered his eyes to look at the flower that was a little imperfect because of his trembling hands, and unconsciously wanted to get a little closer to Yu Qiuchi, even just a little... He was greedy for his warmth.
That day he said he would listen to Yu Qiuchi from now on and give up... But when the moment actually came, he realized how difficult it was to do what he said that day, giving up was too hard.
Even if there's only the slightest chance, he wants to seize it; he's unwilling to give up like this.
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