Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

"How could I give this to anyone else? I only trust you."

"Grumpy."

Beneath the mask.

Her pretty face showed a slight change in expression.

Thinking back to what happened a few nights ago, the distance between him and Su Qing seemed to have been unknowingly shortened.

I couldn't bring myself to say no.

After washing hands.

Dong Huangming stood in front of the chopping board, ready for battle.

Although these ingredients look like ordinary egg liquid, flour and white sugar.

But Su Qing said so.

The recipe is precious.

There must be some mystery here that she doesn't know about.

Since it requires her to do it herself.

It must be extremely difficult to completely replicate it.

"I'll give you a hand."

Su Qing carefully rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair and smooth wrists.

They even had to physically remove her mask.

Why take off your mask?

"A brilliant move. You're wearing a mask; what if you miss a detail?"

Dong Huangming: "..."

It seems to make sense.

He obediently allowed Su Qing to remove his mask.

Her long, black hair slid down her shoulders.

"wait."

Dong Huangming took out a wooden hairpin and tied his long hair into a high ponytail at the back of his head.

Fine downy hair adorns her fair, snow-white ears and neck, while her high ponytail exudes a heroic air.

Even the dim light of day began to brighten.

Su Qing almost stared wide-eyed.

Now I finally understand why anime and youth dramas love to show scenes of girls tying their hair up.

It's incredibly charming!

Fortunately, no one was around.

Otherwise, he would have to set up a protective barrier on the spot.

Such a moving and rare scene could only be witnessed by him; no other man could ever see it!

"Why...are you looking at me like that?"

The boy's gaze turned somewhat somber.

Extremely aggressive.

"looks good."

Dong Huangming: "..."

She turned her gaze away.

Uncomfortably, he changed the subject, saying, "Didn't we say we were going to make a meal? Let's get started."

Su Qing persisted relentlessly.

"Ming, you can't be so easily embarrassed, I..."

Dong Huangming slowly picked up the knife from the cutting board.

She looked at him innocently with her beautiful eyes.

"Alright! Let's begin."

She also has a bad temper.

Tsk.

It still needs some discipline.

But it's okay.

There is ample time.

Su Qing began to instruct him word by word.

Dong Huangming did it very seriously.

She usually carries knives, spears, and clubs.

Besides, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they never lift a finger.

This is the first time I've ever encountered something like this.

It inevitably makes them seem a bit clumsy.

I frown and feel annoyed from time to time because of mistakes.

They actually look rather cute.

"and many more."

Su Qing grabbed her hand.

Smooth and soft.

It also has a faint fragrance.

Standing on Dong Huangming, he bent down slightly.

He controlled the woman's hands and the amount of sugar.

"If you leave it like that, it'll break down again in no time."

Dong Huangming didn't hear clearly.

My entire focus was on my back.

The boy's chest was thick and warm.

Even through the long robe, one could feel the oppressive heat.

The boy's face was near her ear.

His breath came out when he spoke.

It has a very strong presence!

"Why isn't it moving? It's about to overcook."

Su Qingming asked the question knowing the answer already.

“You…don’t get too close to /Q*un伊冥（七）肆逝刘太近.”

"How can I properly supervise you if I'm not close to you? What if you fail again?"

hateful.

He definitely did it on purpose!

After a while.

Dong Huangming finally managed to make a cream pudding.

The chewy and soft texture is arranged on the plate.

It looks so therapeutic.

She looked delighted.

Finally succeeded!

He handed the plate to Su Qing: "Is this alright?"

"I'll try it."

The boy didn't use a spoon; he took a bite directly.

The plate is very small.

The God of War's fingertips were right next to the pudding.

He not only ate half of it in one bite, but also "accidentally" brushed his slender, green fingertips against it.

"what!"

The warm touch startled Dong Huangming.

He quickly withdrew his hand.

She couldn't help but glare at the boy.

Su Qing, having gotten the better deal, smiled and said with lingering satisfaction.

"tasty."

talking.

He actually finished the pudding in just two bites.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Aren't these the sweet dates we prepared?"

"Yes, it's a sweet date for me."

Su Qing laughed shamelessly.

"you!"

Dong Huangming knew perfectly well that he had been fooled by Su Qing again.

Not angry.

"Are the recipes you're talking about all lies?"

"Of course not. I wrote this book myself, stroke by stroke. There are no fakes in it."

The God of War took a deep breath.

He was so angry that his chest puffed up.

Little did Su Qing know that this appearance only made her look more beautiful.

The boy raised his hand.

He wiped the flour off the angry woman's delicate nose.

"How about it? Feeling much more relaxed now?"

"……what?"

Dong Huangming was stunned.

Su Qing magically produced a plate of pudding from behind her back.

I don't know when it was made.

The color and shape were much better than what she could make herself.

It has a sweet, sour, and soft aroma.

He handed it to Dong Huangming and said.