Song Xi pushed Qi Haolin away and rushed into the kitchen.
"Oh, my dumplings!" Song Xi's pitiful voice came from the kitchen.
Qi Haolin glared at her and followed her into the kitchen with a smirk.""Tsk, tsk, tsk, Miss Song's cooking skills have improved greatly. You can even burn a dumpling. I'm impressed. "Song Xi looked at the stove gloomily. This time, she didn't argue with Qi Haolin.
Tears welled up in her eyes. She silently packed up the kitchen utensils and picked up the pot to throw away the dumplings inside.
A warm palm pressed against her. Song Xi raised her head unhappily and met those deep black eyes.
"You don't have to pour it. It's still edible." At some point, Rong Ze had also entered the kitchen.
He took the pot and actually took a bowl to scoop the dumplings. Fifth Uncle, it's better not to eat.”Song Xi felt warm and guilty at the same time. She couldn't even cook a dumpling properly. Moreover, it was obvious that the dumplings were not delicious, but Fifth Uncle was still eating them so calmly.
Song Xi wanted to snatch the bowl from Rong Ze's hand, but he easily dodged her.
"Not bad." Rong Ze picked up the slightly blackened dumpling and put it into his mouth.
There was no hint of disdain on his handsome face. His brows relaxed as if the food in his mouth was really not bad.
"Fifth Uncle, stop eating." Song Xi frowned.
However, Rong Ze did not listen. After finishing the food in the bowl, he opened the pot again.
Song Xi was not a scammer. What if Rong Ze got a stomachache? Her eyes lit up and she turned around to take a bowl from the cabinet. Before Rong Ze, she scooped the dumplings into her own bowl.
Unfortunately, a bowl was too small to fill.
Rong Ze naturally took the spoon from Song Xi's hand and scooped the rest of the dumplings into his bowl. Then, he started eating elegantly.
Song Xi didn't know what words to use to describe her current mood. It was a very warm feeling that made her entire world seem to shine.
She simply picked up a dumpling and put it into her mouth.
Mm, although it was burnt and a little bitter, why did it feel sweet?
" Pah!" Song Xi choked. She immediately put down the dishes and ran towards the trash can.
"So salty!"
Song Xi spat out the dumplings and immediately returned, snatching the bowl from Rong Ze's hands.
"Fifth Uncle, are you stupid? How can you eat it when it's so salty?" Song Xi looked at Rong Ze reproachfully, but she was surprised to see a flash of nostalgia in his eyes.
Song Xi was slightly taken aback, but when she looked over again, her black eyes were no longer moving.
Since Song Xi didn't want him to eat, Rong Ze didn't insist. He turned around and left the kitchen.
On the other hand, Qi Haolin stood where he was and looked at his back meaningfully, his eyes glowing.
"Miss Song, if you want to please our Brother Rong, you still have to work hard.”Qi Haolin didn't let go of any opportunity to tease Song Xi. He left with a wild smile.
Song Xi looked at the bowl of black dumplings for a while before starting to clean up.
Rong Ze left the kitchen and went into the study. There was still a pile of documents waiting for him to deal with.
Song Xi never came out of the kitchen.
Qi Haolin was bored, so he went to find trouble with Song Xi.
"Song Xi, what are you doing? Let's call Chen Xing and Bai Ye over to play mahjong.”Qi Haolin said as soon as he entered the kitchen.
Then, he realized that Song Xi was rolling the dough.
"You haven't given up yet. You still want to make dumplings?”Qi Haolin leaned against the door and asked while holding his chin.
Song Xi was so focused on rolling the dough that it seemed like she didn't hear Qi Haolin at all.
Qi Haolin felt as if he was performing a one-man show. He walked over and snatched Song Xi's basin.
"Qi Haolin, what are you doing!" Song Xi frowned and wanted to grab the basin.
Qi Haolin picked up some dough and kneaded it. He smelled it and commented,""The flour is not good enough. The dough is too hard and there is too little water in the dough. You can add some egg yolk to make it taste better.”
"Can you change it now?" Song Xi asked with shining eyes.
Qi Haolin curled his finger." How about it? If you become my disciple, I'll call you. I guarantee that you'll make good dumplings."”
Song Xi rolled her eyes." Forget it then.”She snatched the basin from Qi Haolin's hands and started rubbing it again.
"Sigh, I'll consider it." Qi Haolin said with a smile.
Song Xi kneaded the dough again and continued to roll the dough.
"Hey, isn't it good to be my disciple? If I were to take the test for that chef's qualification certificate, I would definitely be a first-class chef. No, I would definitely be a special-class chef.”Qi Haolin began to boast, but his culinary skills were indeed worlds apart from Song Xi's. He was more than enough to be Song Xi's master.
Song Xi was still seriously rolling the dough, indifferent to his words.
Qi Haolin found it boring and sighed.""Sigh…you're really boring.”
"I'm really grateful that you think I'm boring. If that person is interesting to you, it's really because of his ancestors.”Song Xi replied without raising her head.
No matter how Qi Haolin thought about it, he felt awkward. Song Xi was obviously scolding him in a roundabout way.
Qi Haolin stopped talking and sighed deeply. It was tiring to talk to women.
"Brother Rong likes to eat chives.”Qi Haolin reminded Song Xi when he saw her making pickled cabbage stuffing.
"Thank you." Song Xi thanked him in a lukewarm manner. She went to the kitchen to find chives and started to make the filling.
Song Xi ignored Qi Haolin. Qi Haolin was bored, so he decided to give Song Xi some pointers.
A hint of craftiness flashed across her dark eyes. Song Xi had finally grasped some of Qi Haolin's personality.
This person would even jump up to him when he had no fun.
Soon, Song Xi finished the filling and then started to wrap the dumplings. The method of making dumplings was taught by Qi Youle, so there weren't many mistakes.
After wrapping the dumplings, Qi Haolin kindly told Song Xi how to make the soup when they were about to put them into the pot.
This time, while the dumplings were being cooked, Song Xi stood by the pot and stared at it without blinking.
Qi Haolin looked at the girl and could not help but envy Rong Ze. The two of them probably did not realize the change in their status in each other's hearts.
After cooking for a while, Song Xi was afraid that she would burn herself again, so she opened the pot and looked again and again.
"It'll be ready in four minutes." Qi Haolin reminded her.
Song Xi blinked her eyes and waited patiently. She even looked at her watch. One dish every four minutes. A certain someone seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and quickly uncovered the pot.
A refreshing aroma wafted into his nose. It was completely different from the feeling when Song Xi opened the lid of the pot just now.
Song Xi looked at the tender white dumplings floating in the clear soup and smiled.
She carefully took out a bowl and scooped the dumplings into it. Then, she sprinkled a little chopped green onion on it as an embellishment.
"Alright." Song Xi felt a great sense of accomplishment this time. She took a deep breath, picked up the bowl, and walked out of the kitchen.
"Can I eat the food in the pot?" Qi Haolin was just asking. Before Song Xi could answer, he took a bowl and started eating the dumplings.
This foodie didn't have high requirements for dumplings. As he ate, he said,""It's just so-so. It's far from what I did.”
These words did not bother Song Xi at all. She had tasted it just now and it tasted pretty good. It was already very good to have such a taste.
Therefore, Song Xi happily carried the dumplings to the study.
When they reached the door, Song Xi called out,"Fifth Uncle, can I come in?"”
After waiting for a while, Song Xi thought that Fifth Uncle might not have heard her, so she said,"Fifth Uncle…"
The door opened at the same time, and Song Xi looked up.
The man's handsome face was so close to Song Xi that she seemed to see a few streaks of blood appear in his originally pitch-black eyes.
Song Xi thought, Did Fifth Uncle not sleep well?
Rong Ze's expression changed for a moment. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes clearly reflecting Song Xi's face.
There was a faint smile on the girl's fair and rosy face. There was some white powder on her nose, but it did not make her look miserable. She was wearing a light green apron, a white shirt, and a knitted sweater. She looked elegant, but not youthful.
Hot air swirled around her face. Her face seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, but it was still difficult to hide her bright eyes.
"Fifth Uncle, these are the dumplings I made again.”Song Xi brought the bowl and chopsticks over.
Her smile was like a flower, like a lotus blooming in the fog, pure and beautiful.
Rong Ze's eyes darkened. He turned sideways, and the cold aura around him seemed to soften a little." Come in."”
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Xi felt her hands become lighter. The bowl and chopsticks had already fallen into Rong Ze's hands.
Song Xi had been observing Rong Ze's expression, afraid that he might not like it.
Rong Ze sat down and placed the bowl of dumplings in front of him, but he did not immediately pick up his chopsticks.
Song Xi sat opposite Rong Ze. She remembered that he had just eaten those awful dumplings not long ago. He definitely didn't want to eat them now.
Song Xi was a little annoyed and blamed herself for messing up. She lowered her head and her eyelashes drooped.
Song Xi's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she stroked the tip of her nose. She looked at Rong Ze and saw that he had retracted his hand, which was holding a handkerchief.
"Chives?" he asked.
Song Xi blushed and nodded.
In an instant, the ice and snow melted. Song Xi was completely stunned.
She had never known that a man could smile so beautifully.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his obsidian-like eyes were dotted with a smile, but it was so deep in his heart.
His smile was no longer an iceberg, but a piece of warm jade.
Song Xi was in a daze and only came back to her senses after a long time.
Rong Ze had already regained his usual coldness. He picked up a dumpling and put it into his mouth. His brows relaxed, and there was a hint of aftertaste on his face.
Song Xi's eyes immediately filled with smiles as she asked,""Fifth Uncle, how is it?"
Rong Ze smiled again. He really smiled, but this smile was a little sad, with a trace of sadness and loneliness.
Song Xi's heart suddenly ached, and he said,""Fifth Uncle, you should smile more often. You look good when you smile.”
Rong Ze looked at Song Xi and saw the sincere concern in her eyes. A warm feeling slowly flowed in his heart.
Song Xi thought that she would not get an answer from him.
After a while, he said,"Okay."”
The girl instantly smiled. Her smile was like the scallions sprinkled on dumplings, as if it had the taste of home.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:111420183: 57PM #Cancel Review All: wdd201302 Time:111420185:57PM
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