Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

My mind went blank for a few seconds before a subtle, tingling sensation crept up from my heart.

Giving her the key softened Jiang Yiting's heart more than any straightforward praise.

This is a solid form of trust, a tacit acceptance that is always welcome.

"Oh, okay." She heard her own voice and reached out to take it.

The cool metal felt strangely hot against my skin.

She instinctively curled her fingers and gripped the key tightly in her palm.

"Thanks." Her voice was softer than usual, making her already low voice sound even more gentle.

"Don't mention it," Chen Bainian replied casually, his gaze seemingly lingering on her new clothes for half a second before turning to walk towards the cardboard box. "Which package has the base material?"

"It's buttery." Jiang Yiting followed over and helped find the base ingredients.

"I'll go prepare the rest." Chen Bainian took the base ingredients into the kitchen.

Jiang Yiting took off her coat, hung it up, washed her hands, and went over to help.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw him pouring the contents of the rice cooker into a double-compartment hot pot—it was a milky white bone broth with two solid pieces of pork bone floating in it.

"You even made bone broth?" she asked, somewhat surprised.

"Well, the vegetables should be put in the non-spicy soup, right?" Chen Bainian said without looking up, continuing to pour the soup.

"Hmph." Jiang Yiting pursed her lips, forcibly suppressing the smile on her face.

I didn't call him out on it, after all, we were going to eat hot pot together, and I had to save face for the chef.

She picked up the butter base, opened the package but only put half of it into the pot, carefully wrapped the rest in a plastic bag and put it in the refrigerator.

In the small kitchen, the two were busy with their own things, occasionally brushing their arms or the corners of their clothes together unintentionally.

The atmosphere was subtly different, as if the key had not only opened the physical door, but also pushed open an invisible, more intimate one.

"This outfit you're wearing today," Chen Bainian said casually as he returned after taking the hot pot and induction cooker out and plugging them in, "I don't think I've ever seen you wear this before?"

Jiang Yiting was draining the baby bok choy and arranging it on a plate when she heard this, and her movements paused almost imperceptibly.

"Hmm," she responded casually, "I felt the style of the autographed photos was too monotonous, so I asked Sister Yun for advice at noon. She thought they were alright, so I bought them."

She didn't look up, but she could feel his gaze falling on her again.

"It looks pretty good." Chen Bainian's voice came through, still in that calm and even tone.

Jiang Yiting's ears felt slightly warm.

"Is that so?" she mumbled, picking up the plate of baby bok choy. Only then did she look up and meet his gaze.

His gaze was open and honest, without any ill intent, and he even gave her a faint smile.

"Yeah," he nodded, his tone carrying a rare hint of humor that wasn't off-putting, "more energetic than your hoodies."

Jiang Yiting felt her cheeks getting warmer.

She didn't reply, but turned around and took the dishes out to avoid his gaze.

On the dining table, the hot pot with two broths was already bubbling and steaming, the spicy broth rich and fragrant, the bone broth fresh and delicious, creating a warm and appetizing aroma.

The rising heat seemed to make her face even hotter.

The slight unease I felt about the change in style was quietly soothed by his simple words, replaced by a light and sweet warmth.

The ingredients were served one after another, arranged in a colorful array, making for a very abundant meal.

The two sat down facing each other, just about to pick up their chopsticks...

"Eek." A black figure nimbly leaped onto the empty chair next to him; it was none other than "Big Brother".

It sat upright, its tail tip swaying leisurely, while its round cat eyes stared intently at the food on the table, its intentions obvious.

"Hey, stop big brother for a second." Jiang Yiting smiled and pointed at the eye-catching glutinous rice ball with her chopsticks. "Judging from the looks of it, he probably wants to try it before we even pick up our chopsticks."

Chen Bai smiled and reached out to firmly hold down the "big brother" who was trying to jump onto the dining table.

"You'll have something to eat later."

"Big Brother" is already over two months old, and the two are gradually weaning him off formula so he can start trying some cooked food.

The "big brother" nudged his hand with his head in dissatisfaction, but did not jump up again. His eyes remained fixed on the dining table, and he made a soft snoring sound in his throat, as if urging him on.

Jiang Yiting took a few shrimp and put them into the non-spicy bone broth, reassuring her older brother, "Okay, okay, I'll put them in for you now."

Then the two of them started cooking their own dishes.

Jiang Yiting likes spicy food and often cooks it in red broth, while Chen Bonian prefers milder flavors and prefers bone broth.

"Have you taken the autographed photos you're going to give away?" Chen Bainian asked casually.

This "live streaming + online store" model, which offers autographed photos as a gift with purchases exceeding a certain amount, has become a common promotional method.

"Well, the station wanted to use the traffic from my current live stream, so I mentioned it to them. It's kind of a resource exchange," Jiang Yiting said, using a slotted spoon to scoop up two fresh shrimp that had been added to the bone broth earlier.

The shrimp were fully cooked and turned a beautiful red color.

She casually placed the shrimp into Chen Bainian's bowl.

Chen Bainian looked up at her: "?"

Jiang Yiting tilted her head slightly and gestured with her chin to the "big brother" next to her: "Give it to it, otherwise we won't be able to eat this meal in peace."

It turned out to be like this...

Chen Bainian's little bit of inexplicable expectation quietly vanished, turning into a slight smile.

He picked up a shrimp, blew on it, put it in his palm to make sure it wasn't too hot, and then stretched out his arm to hand it to his "big brother".

The "big brother," who had been waiting quietly, immediately came closer, sniffed, and then stuck out his pink little tongue.

She carefully rolled the shrimp into her mouth, squinted and chewed a few times before swallowing it quickly. Then she looked longingly at Chen Bainian, or more accurately, at the bowl where he had placed the other shrimp.

"Little glutton," Chen Bainian said with a laugh, then fed the second one in the same way.

"Big Brother" was finally satisfied. He licked his lips, rubbed against Chen Bainian's hand, and then nestled in the chair, starting to carefully clean his paws and face.

Jiang Yiting looked at his gentle expression as he fed the cat, and casually put the sliced ​​beef that had been cooked in the spicy hot pot into his bowl: "Teacher Chen, we agreed to try the broth, don't just sit there watching your bone broth."

Chen Bainian chuckled softly, his earlier disappointment now filled with renewed hope.

He picked up a slice of fatty beef and put it in his mouth; the spicy and savory flavor instantly filled the air.

"Hiss, it tastes good." Chen Bainian endured the stimulation on his tongue and gave a very fair evaluation, "It's very spicy, but not too hot, and the numbing sensation is also pleasant."

"Of course," Jiang Yiting raised her chin slightly, and Chuan Yin unconsciously slipped out, with a hint of unconcealed smugness, "This is my old man's secret recipe, how could it be bad?"

With a smug smile that she couldn't hide, watching Chen Bainian eat spicy food had almost become a regular part of her daily routine.

"Teacher Jiang," Chen Bainian caught the information in her words and looked up at her with slight surprise, "Is this base sauce also your father's recipe? Is your father really a hidden master chef?"