Want to give it a try?
"I can!" Yu Qiuchi's eyes lit up, her gaze towards Song Yaozhuo filled with longing. Her eyes betrayed her, but she politely refused, "I can't..."
"It's alright, I'll teach you." Song Yaozhuo's voice was very calm, as if it were just a trivial matter. He stuffed the piping bag into Yu Qiuchi's hand, put his arm around Yu Qiuchi's waist, and held his hand to teach him.
Yu Qiuchi was pinned between Song Yaozhuo's chest and the marble platform. He felt the heat behind him and shifted uncomfortably. Nobody had told him that this was how the teaching was conducted! He was now in a bind!
"Look at the little cake." Song Yaozhuo's actions and expression were too calm, and there was no sign of any problem. Yu Qiuchi could only suppress the slight unease in her heart and focus her attention on the little cake in front of her.
[Oh ho ho, who says chefs can't have love? This little flame of love has been ignited!]
[Hiss~ So our Yu-ge is a repressed pervert]
[Aren't cold-faced, weirdo characters usually secretly passionate?]
[Where is the boat god?]
[Um... um... you get it!]
[Hearing your words is like hearing a lecture!]
Song Yaozhuo's fingers were long, not bony, but well-proportioned—the kind of versatile hands that look good with anything, as described online. Perhaps because she had just touched cold water, Yu Qiuchi felt a cool sensation on the back of her hand.
"Brother Yu, how long have you been studying?" Yu Qiuchi asked, trying to divert attention.
“I used to make it occasionally.” His voice was faint, as if on purpose. He deliberately lowered his head as he spoke, his lips brushing against Yu Qiuchi’s ear clip: “But unfortunately, no one eats it.”
"No one's going to eat it?" Yu Qiuchi looked at the delicate little cake in front of her and thought it didn't seem like no one wanted to eat it!
"Hmm." Song Yaozhu responded softly, his voice carrying a strange sadness: "Few friends."
Yu Qiuchi was taken aback at first, feeling that he should die for bringing this up. After thinking for a moment, he comforted him, "You have friends now. Me, Brother Junxiao, and Xie Tingsi are all friends! They will definitely like you."
"Hmm." Song Yaozhuo paused slightly while holding Yu Qiuchi's hand: "We don't lack friends, we lack lovers to come and eat with."
Song Yaozhuo was speaking from the heart. He didn't want to be just a friend. He didn't lack friends to eat with, and it didn't matter whether he had friends or not. That's how it had been all these years. What he really needed now was a lover.
[Damn, he's a real show-off! You're speaking too soon. This guy's not a quiet type; if he wanted to talk, who could talk better than him!]
[green tea!]
[A subtle flirtation (clicked)]
[Missing a lover]
[Stop being sarcastic in the comments. What's wrong with our Yu-ge being a little reserved? Isn't it more exciting when a quiet guy says sweet nothings?]
[I feel like Yu-ge is the kind of guy who seems cold in bed, but he won't show any mercy during sex, and when it's almost time, he'll force you to say all sorts of shameful things.]
[The comments section has gone off-topic; they're starting to get risqué...]
It was clearly cold, but Yu Qiuchi felt as if he had been burned on the back of his hand. He pulled his hand back and said, "Brother Yu, let me try it myself!"
"What are you doing!" Xie Tingsi exclaimed. He originally thought that Yu Qiuchi had been in there for too long, so he made an excuse to get some seasonings and came in to check on her. Who knew that he would see this scene in front of him? Yu Qiuchi was being held in Song Yaozhuo's arms, which made it difficult for him to remain rational.
Song Yaozhuo calmly took two steps back, showing no sign of guilt, and generously displayed the small cakes on the baking tray: "Decorate them again."
"Brother Si, do you want to give it a try!" Yu Qiuchi wanted to escape this place of trouble, and Xie Tingsi gave him this reason.
Xie Tingsi, determined to stir things up between the two, readily agreed. He walked over to them and asked, "How do you want it framed?"
Yu Qiuchi pointed at Song Yaozhuo: "Brother Yu's framing of flowers is very beautiful. Let him teach you. I'm just a half-baked amateur!"
Yu Qiuchi handed the piping bag to Xie Tingsi and looked at Song Yaozhuo.
Song Yaozhuo met Yu Qiuchi's expectant gaze, then lowered his eyes to look at Xie Tingsi, the troublemaker. He felt disgusted at first, but didn't show it on his face. He took the piping bag and said, "There aren't many left, don't waste them."
He seemed worried that Yu Qiuchi might hold a grudge, so he added, "There's only one left, maybe next time."
[hhh, double standard dog]
[To his wife: I'll teach you (teaching you personally)] [To Xie Tingsi: Don't waste time, maybe next time!]
[Who doesn't apply double standards when it comes to their wife?]
[Yu Ge has a good temper already. If anyone disturbs my wife and me being alone, I'll throw a small cake in their face and show them what a sweet attack is!]
After finishing the small cakes, Song Yaozhuo casually glanced at Yu Qiuchi, who was standing by the oven observing, and then turned on the tap to wash his hands.
"Qiuchi, could you help me untie my apron?" He raised his hands to indicate that they were wet and inconvenient, and added, "It's tied in a knot that's impossible to untie."
Yu Qiuchi looked around the kitchen. The towels and tissues had all been used up because of the incident when Brother Yu broke out of prison.
“Okay.” Yu Qiuchi walked behind Song Yaozhuo to help him untie the ribbon. It was indeed a knot that was difficult to untie. Yu Qiuchi untied it very carefully. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of focus.
Xie Tingsi gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly at the cunning and sly man, then put on a concerned look and said loudly, "How about I do it!"
Because the belt was tied tightly and close to his body, Yu Qiuchi could occasionally touch Song Yaozhuo's waist when he was untying it. Song Yaozhuo's lower back was very sensitive. He felt a fire burning inside him, and the heat surged to his abdomen, causing him both pain and pleasure.
He glanced up at Xie Tingsi, but only gave him a brief look before looking away, seemingly not taking him seriously: "Just take care of your fish."
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