A fashion queen

Cui Xueying's face was filled with disappointment and annoyance. She pouted and muttered, "How could you still smile? I was planning to put on a good show and cook you a delicious meal, but who knew it would end up like this... It's all ruined..."

Facing Cui Xueying's complaints, Mo Yunting didn't get angry or blame her. Instead, he gently extended his arm, put his arm around her shoulders, and comforted her, "It's okay, honey. I deeply appreciate your kindness. Besides, even though we failed this time, doesn't this create a great opportunity for us to cook together next time? Just think about it, we can try more new dishes together in the future. How fun and wonderful it is!"

Cui Xueying listened quietly to Mo Yunting's words, her initially heavy mood gradually lightening. She slowly raised her head, her gaze meeting his. A faint smile, as bright as a blooming spring flower, twitched at the corners of her mouth. She softly said, "Okay, then, let's look forward to our next shared endeavor! It's just that... I have to work really hard on my cooking skills, or I'm afraid I'll mess things up again."

Mo Yunting gently reached out his hand and gently pinched Cui Xueying's adorable pink cheek. His eyes were filled with endless affection as he softly comforted her, "Don't worry too much, my dear. As long as you are passionate and brave enough to try, you will surely improve. Even if the dishes you cook are not perfect, I will definitely taste them all."

Hearing these affectionate words, Cui Xueying couldn't help but laugh. Her laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, and her heart was filled with a subtle warmth. Like a docile kitten, she quietly snuggled into Mo Yunting's broad and solid embrace, completely intoxicated by this brief but incomparably beautiful moment.

"But then again, what delicacies should we prepare next time?" Cui Xueying asked the person beside her, blinking her large, bright eyes, full of anticipation and curiosity. Her charming and lovely appearance was like a blooming flower, exuding an enchanting fragrance.

Mo Yunting pondered for a moment, then responded softly: "Hmm... maybe you can try making spaghetti? Those smooth and chewy noodles with a unique taste, paired with a variety of fragrant sauces and fresh vegetables, will definitely be a memorable experience. Or baking a sweet and delicious cake would be a good idea. The soft and dense cake, coupled with the delicate and smooth cream or fruit filling, makes people drool just thinking about it." His voice was low and magnetic, as beautiful as the sound of nature.

"Wow, that sounds amazing! I really want to try both options!" Upon hearing this, Cui Xueying's face lit up with a brilliant smile, like the brightest sunshine on a spring day. She danced with joy, her hands clapping involuntarily and making a sweet, melodious sound.

"You're just like a child. Just this little thing can make you so happy." Mo Yunting looked at the innocent woman before him with fondness. He gently scratched the tip of her delicate nose, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, outlining a gentle arc. Then, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly, feeling the warmth of each other's body and the sound of their heartbeats. Then, he slowly lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, his movements gentle and affectionate.

"Let's go, let's go out to eat," Mo Yunting said softly, his eyes filled with care. However, Cui Xueying didn't leave immediately. Instead, she turned her head and looked at the smoke-filled kitchen behind her. Her eyebrows knitted slightly, and she said worriedly, "But what should we do with this kitchen? It's really unsightly in such a mess."

"Don't worry, we'll let the servants handle everything," Mo Yunting said softly, his lips curled slightly. He extended his broad, warm hand and tightly grasped Cui Xueying's soft, boneless hand. Then, together, they walked out of the kitchen, which was filled with a faint aroma.

They walked side by side, like a perfect match made in heaven, and soon arrived at a spacious, bright, and elegantly decorated living room. Mo Yunting gracefully sat down on the soft, comfortable sofa, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and expertly dialed the number of a renowned high-end restaurant, successfully booking a sumptuous and delicious dinner.