Have You Taught Other Girls How to Cook Too?

"Next, add the egg whites. Remember to do it in three batches, mixing them slowly and evenly with the butter..."

Zhao Yu's voice rang out in the livestream as he held the butter he was mixing with the egg mixture up in front of the camera.

"It should look about like this."

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

[Singing, gaming, and cooking—what can the streamer not do?]

[Has no one noticed the streamer's hands? They're so pale and slender... I'd lick them to death!]

[Are you some office worker longing for a peaceful life?]

Meanwhile, Yuuka stared blankly at Zhao Yu's profile until he held the butter up to the camera, snapping her back to her senses.

"O-Oh! Okay! I get it!" Blushing as she lowered her head, Yuuka began copying Zhao Yu's technique, mixing the butter and egg mixture evenly.

Lord Yu looked so attractive when he was serious! There was an inexplicable sense of coolness about him...

She tried hard to act as normal as usual, but her mind still could not help wandering.

If this weren't through video and they were in the same house, wouldn't this be just like a couple?

And someone had just said Lord Yu's hands looked nice... Yuuka glanced at Zhao Yu's hands from the corner of her eye.

His palms were large, looking a whole size bigger than hers. His fingers were slim and long, his nails neatly trimmed, and they looked so strong.

A scene involuntarily appeared in Yuuka's mind: Zhao Yu standing behind her and guiding her through the steps, then using those hands to grasp her wrists as they stirred the butter together...

"No, no! I can't let my mind wander!" Yuuka's face instantly turned red. Her hands unconsciously tensed, frantically stirring the butter in the bowl.

"Yuuka? Yuuka? That's enough! It's about done!"

Zhao Yu had just set down his mixed butter when he saw Yuuka moving as quickly as an electric whisk, and hurriedly stopped her.

"O-Okay!" Yuuka stopped moving and spoke with her head lowered.

"Why does it feel like you've been talking so little today? Are you not used to being able to talk face-to-face like this?" Zhao Yu asked doubtfully.

"I'm indeed a little unaccustomed to it," Yuuka said softly.

"I see. Then we should go back to voice chat in the future, otherwise you won't be able to relax."

"No! No, it's fine like this! I'm okay now!" Yuuka quickly objected.

Now that they could finally video call, Yuuka did not want to go back to their old routine of voice chats.

After all, only by talking face-to-face could she clearly see Zhao Yu's reactions while he was talking to her.

And besides... if they could see each other, wouldn't it be easier to gradually develop feelings for each other?

"Alright, alright. We'll do whatever you say," Zhao Yu said helplessly.

[Why does it feel like these two are kind of sweet?]

[They're just like a real couple. Daily question: are they really dating behind our backs?]

[Just doing it casually.]

[No! I don't approve of this marriage! Yuuka is mine!]

[IG Awesome: They're a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven. Since when did a monster like you get to object?]

[Who are you calling monsters? Oh, it's a big spender? Never mind then.]

"Hehe, that's more like it... Why don't you look for the problem in yourselves?" Li Qingwan murmured as she watched the Bullet Screen.

"Next, add the cake flour. Then put it in the fridge to let it set, shape it however you like, and bake it."

Zhao Yu continued. By now, he and Yuuka had finished all the prep work, with only the baking left.

Twenty minutes later, Yuuka carefully took the cookies out of the oven. After they had cooled, she picked one up and took a bite.

"How is it?" Zhao Yu asked expectantly from the other end.

"Mm, it's a little hard. I can't bite through it..." Yuuka said with a miserable expression.

Did she really have no talent for cooking at all?

"It's okay, you did great. You probably used too little butter. Let's try again."

Just as Yuuka was blaming herself, Zhao Yu's comforting voice reached her.

Yuuka looked toward her phone and saw Zhao Yu smiling gently at her from the screen.

As she looked at Zhao Yu's smile, the little bit of discouragement in Yuuka's heart gradually faded away. Being acknowledged by someone made her feel incredibly reassured.

"Okay! Let's try again!"

The second time, the moment they opened the oven, a rich milky aroma wafted out. Yuuka eagerly took out the baking tray, then tried another cookie after they had cooled.

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

"It tastes exactly like the cookies they sell in stores! It's all thanks to Lord Yu's guidance!" A brilliant smile appeared on Yuuka's face.

"Actually, I only shared my experience with you. You made all of this yourself. Yuuka, you have a real talent for cooking," Zhao Yu affirmed her again.

"I have talent?" Yuuka froze.

Ever since she was little, it seemed no one had ever said she had any talent.

Yuuka's parents were used to a discouraging style of parenting. No matter what Yuuka did, they always felt she needed to keep working harder. Over time, she had stopped hearing even such simple praise.

Now that Zhao Yu had praised her, a sense of accomplishment at having done something well and received recognition welled up inside her.

She stared at Zhao Yu without blinking, completely still.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?" Zhao Yu asked, feeling a little uncomfortable under Yuuka's gaze.

"Nothing, it's just... thank you for the compliment, Lord Yu!" Yuuka said, pushing down her complicated emotions.

"It's getting late. Let's call it here for today. You still have school tomorrow, right?"

Zhao Yu glanced at his phone. It was already nearly midnight. If they kept going, Yuuka's schooling would be affected.

"Okay! Then I'll clean up the kitchen first." Yuuka waved at Zhao Yu and ended the video call.

"Alright, everyone, see you tomorrow as well." After Yuuka hung up, Zhao Yu addressed the viewers in the livestream.

[Ah, has it gotten this late already? I was too busy watching Yuuka.]

[It really is late, but won't the streamer go on a little longer? Those cookies you made look so appetizing. Why not teach us how to make something else?]

[I agree! Why not keep teaching us something else?]

"Next time for sure. Let's stop here for today—I need to clean up the kitchen too." Zhao Yu politely turned down the viewers' request.

He needed some time to rest as well. He had been livestreaming nonstop since the afternoon, and Zhao Yu was exhausted.

After saying goodbye to the viewers, Zhao Yu once again displayed his signature skill of ending the stream at light speed.

Once he had cleaned up the kitchen and packed the cookies, he finally returned to his bedroom with his phone.

"Shuizi Ge, want some cookies? Send me your address and I'll mail you some." Since he did not eat many cookies himself, Zhao Yu decided to share them with A Shui.

"The ones you just baked on stream? I'm kind of curious about your skills too. My address is..." A Shui replied very quickly.

"Okay! Now I can finally get some proper rest." Zhao Yu stretched and lay down on the bed.

Ding-dong! His phone chimed.

"Lord Yu, thank you for today." Yuuka's message appeared before his eyes.

"No problem. Aren't we friends?" Zhao Yu replied.

"Actually, I have very little confidence in my cooking. If it weren't for you, I probably couldn't have done this well, right?"

"I think Yuuka is already amazing. You only made one mistake—you're much better than I was before."

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

"That wasn't comfort. I was telling the truth."

"Lord Yu, I have a question."

"Go ahead."

"Have you taught any other girls how to cook?"

"No. You're the only one, Yuuka."

"I see. I really hope I'm the first—and the last." Yuuka lightly tapped the screen with her finger.

"See you tomorrow, then! Good night!"

After sending that final message, she held her phone against her chest and lay on the bed, smiling foolishly to herself.

On the other side, Zhao Yu had lost all desire to rest.

She hoped she would be the last one... What did Yuuka mean by that? Was she hinting at something? Could it be that Yuuka...

Unable to calm down no matter how much he tossed and turned, Zhao Yu went to the kitchen and took out one of the cookies he had just packed.

The sweetness was just right—up to his usual standard. But what did Yuuka's cookies taste like?

He really wanted to try them...