How does ordering someone to play with you become your girlfriend?

Chapter 40 Have you ever taught other girls how to cook?
"The next step is to add the egg white. Remember to mix it with the butter slowly and evenly in three times..."

In the live broadcast room, Zhao Yu's voice was heard, and he did not forget to put the butter that was being mixed with the egg liquid in front of the camera.

“It’s better if it’s almost like this.”

[I feel like I have learned it after listening for a while]

[Singing, playing games, and cooking, is there anything that the anchor can't do? 】

[Didn’t any of you notice the host’s hands? They’re so white and long… I licked them right off!]

[Are you the office worker who longs for a peaceful life? 】

Yuhua was staring at Zhao Yu's profile in a daze until he put the butter in front of the camera and then she reacted.

"Oh, oh! Okay! I understand!" While blushing and lowering her head, Youhua began to imitate Zhao Yu's method and mix the butter and egg liquid evenly.

Seriously, Yujun looks so attractive! There is an inexplicable sense of handsomeness...

I tried hard to look normal, but I couldn't help but have random thoughts in my mind.

If it wasn't a video, but they were in the same house, wouldn't that be like being a couple?
And someone just said that Yujun’s hands are very beautiful... Youhua glanced at Zhao Yu’s hands.

His palms are very big, looking bigger than his own hands, his fingers are slender and long, and his nails are neatly trimmed, making him look very powerful.

A scene suddenly appeared in Yuhua's mind, where Zhao Yu was behind her, guiding her steps, and then holding her wrist with his hands, stirring the butter together...

"No, no! Don't let your mind wander!" Yuhua's face turned red, and her hands involuntarily began to exert force, stirring the butter in the bowl in a panic.

"Yuuka? Yuuka? That's enough! That's enough!"

Zhao Yu had just put down the stirred butter when he saw Youhua moving as fast as an egg whisk, and hurriedly spoke up to stop her.

"Okay, okay!" Yuka stopped what she was doing and spoke with her head down.

"Why do I feel like you speak so little today? Are you not used to face-to-face communication like this?" Zhao Yu asked puzzledly.

"It's true that I'm a little bit uncomfortable." Yuhua said softly.

"Is that so? Then let's talk on the phone from now on, otherwise you won't be able to let go." Zhao Yu nodded in understanding.

"No! No way! That's good, I'm fine now!" Yuka quickly objected.

Even though they can already video chat, Youhua doesn't want to go back to her previous routine of making voice calls.

After all, only through face-to-face communication could she clearly see Zhao Yu's reaction when he was chatting with her.

Besides...if we can see each other, wouldn't it be easier to slowly develop a good impression of each other?
"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say." Zhao Yu said helplessly.

[Why do I feel like these two people are a little sweet? ]

[Just like a real couple, we ask them every day, are they really dating behind our backs? ]

【Something that comes handy】

[No! I don't agree to this marriage! Yuka is mine! ]

[IG is awesome: They are a talented couple, a beautiful couple, when did it become your turn as a monster to object? ]

[Who dares to say we are monsters? So we are rich? That’s fine.]

"Hehe, that's right... Why don't you look for the reasons in yourselves?" Li Qingwan muttered to herself as she looked at the barrage of comments.

"The next step is to add low-gluten flour, then put it in the refrigerator to set the shape, and then just knead it into the shape you want and bake it."

Zhao Yu was still working on it. He and Youhua had already completed all the preparation steps and all that was left was to put it in the oven.

20 minutes later, Youhua carefully took the cookies out of the oven, and after they cooled down, she took a bite.

"How is it?" Zhao Yu asked expectantly on the other side.

"Hmm, it's a bit hard and I can't bite it..." Yuhua said with a bitter face.

Is it really true that I have no talent for cooking at all?
"It's okay, you did a great job. I guess you didn't use enough butter. Let's try again."

Just when Youhua was feeling sorry for herself, Zhao Yu's comforting voice came.

Youhua looked at the phone and saw Zhao Yu smiling at her gently on the screen.

Looking at Zhao Yu's smile, the slight discouragement in Youhua's heart gradually disappeared, and the feeling of being affirmed made her feel extremely at ease.

"Yeah! Let's do it again!"

The second time, as soon as she opened the oven, a milky aroma wafted out. Youhua couldn't wait to take out the baking tray and tasted another piece after it cooled down.

"What about this time? Is it much better?" Zhao Yu asked.

"It's exactly the same as the cookies sold in the store! Thanks to Yujun's guidance!" Youhua smiled brightly. "Actually, I just told you my experience. You made it all by yourself. Youhua has a talent for cooking." Zhao Yu once again affirmed Youhua.

"I have talent?" Yuka paused.

From childhood to adulthood, it seems that no one has ever told me that I have any talents.

Yuhua's parents are used to repressive education. No matter what Yuhua does, they always feel that she needs to keep working hard. Over time, she soon no longer hears this kind of simple praise.

Now that Zhao Yu praised him, he felt a sense of accomplishment for doing something well and being recognized by others.

She stared at Zhao Yu intently, without moving.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?" Zhao Yu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Youhua and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, just...thank you for the compliment, Yujun!" Youhua put away the complicated emotions in her heart and spoke to Zhao Yu.

"It's getting late. Let's just leave it at that for today. You should still have school tomorrow, right?"

Zhao Yu glanced at his cell phone. It was almost twelve o'clock. If he continued like this, Youhua would be late for school.

"Okay, then I'll clean up the kitchen first." Youhua waved to Zhao Yu and hung up the video.

"Everyone, see you tomorrow." After seeing Youhua hang up the video, Zhao Yu also spoke to the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Ah, it's been so long without me noticing? I was just too busy looking at Yuuka.]

[It’s really late, but can’t you stay on air for a little longer? I think the cookies you made look really appetizing, why don’t you teach me how to make something else? ]

[Agree! Why don't you continue to teach us to do something else? ]

"Definitely next time. Let's stop here for today. I also have to clean up the kitchen." Zhao Yu politely declined the audience in the live broadcast room.

He also needs some time to rest. He has been broadcasting live since this afternoon and Zhao Yu is very tired.

After saying goodbye to the audience, Zhao Yu once again demonstrated his traditional skill of ending the show at lightning speed.

After cleaning the kitchen and packing the cookies, he returned to his bedroom with his phone.

"Brother Shuizi, do you want some biscuits? Send me your address and I'll send them to you." Thinking that he didn't eat biscuits very often, Zhao Yu chose to share them with Shui.

"The one just baked in the live broadcast room? I'm also a little curious about your cooking skills. The address is..." A Shui replied very quickly.

"Ok! Now I can finally have a good rest." Zhao Yu stretched and lay down on the bed.

Ding Dong! The phone made a sound.

"Yujun, thank you for today." Youhua's message appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

"It doesn't matter, aren't we friends?" Zhao Yu replied.

"Actually, I have no confidence in my cooking skills. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be able to do this, right?"

"I think Yuuka was great. She only made one mistake. She's much better than I was before."

"Is that so? Yujun really knows how to comfort people."

"This is not consolation, I am telling the truth."

"Yujun, I have a question."

"You said."

"Have you taught other girls how to cook?"

"No, there's only Yuuka."

"I understand. I really hope I'm the first and the last." Yuhua tapped the screen with her fingers.

"See you tomorrow then! Good night!"

After saying the last sentence, she put the phone in her arms, lay on the bed and smiled foolishly.

On the other hand, Zhao Yu had no intention of resting.

I hope she is the last one. What does Yuka mean? Is this a hint to me? Could it be that Yuka...

Zhao Yu tossed and turned unable to calm down, so he went to the kitchen and took out a piece of the cookies he had just packed.

The sweetness is just right, which is my normal level. I just wonder what the cookies made by Youhua taste like?

I really want to try it...

(End of this chapter)