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As it turned out, his dumpling-making skills were terrible. Not only were the dumplings oddly shaped, but none of them were even complete: either they weren't pinched properly and had a small opening, or the dumpling wrappers were stretched too much during the wrapping process and tore in pieces.

In contrast, Dongfang Yu was different. Apart from the first few dumplings which were just average, every dumpling he made afterward was exceptionally well-made. This made Ye Zixuan feel frustrated by being surpassed by Mo Li. At this moment, he was preparing to secretly reach out a large hand to sabotage the dumpling when he was not paying attention. Just as his hand was about to touch the dumpling made by Dongfang Yu...

"Ye Zixuan, keep your hands to yourself."

His tone was as calm as ever, yet there was a hint of threat in it.

Ye Zixuan touched his nose somewhat awkwardly, and reached out to put his hand on Ye Zixuan's shoulder in a friendly gesture, but Ye Zixuan avoided it, so he could only awkwardly say:

"Oh dear, why are you being so stingy, you're a grown man? Besides, I just wanted to take one so I could take a good look at it because yours is better than mine."

"you sure?"

Ye Zixuan avoided his gaze: "I'm sure, why wouldn't I be?" He then ignored Dongfang Yu and instead nestled close to Mo Li like a puppy, his voice filled with a pitiful yet ingratiating tone:

"Ah Li, good Ah Li, I really have no talent for making dumplings. I don't even know what I made. It looks disgusting. How about I eat the ones you made tonight? They look so delicious."

Mo Li chuckled:

"Wasting food is shameful. You can have yours steamed. As for the ones I made, it depends on how you behave."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zixuan immediately transformed into a sycophant, gently massaging his arm while saying:

"Ah Li must be tired from making so many dumplings, your arms must be sore. Let me help you pinch them. How's this pressure? Do you need to adjust it? I'll also massage your shoulders and back later..."

"Well, not bad. Keep it up. You don't need to worry about your back for now."

Are you kidding me? How can you just touch a girl's waist like that? Don't you feel embarrassed?

Dongfang Yu glanced at him indifferently: "Ye Zixuan, there's still a lot of filling and dough left. Keep wrapping. With your appetite, this little bit won't even fill your teeth."

Ye Zixuan glanced at him. They were all men, and everyone understood each other's secret thoughts. In the end, that guy was envious and jealous of him being able to interact with Mo Li like this.

"Let's continue making dumplings. I'll go prepare some delicious side dishes and dipping sauce for the dumplings."

Ye Zixuan: "Do we need dipping sauce when eating dumplings?"

"Yes, you need to. If you don't know how to make it, the simplest way is to dip it in vinegar and soy sauce."

"I want the sauce that Ali makes."

"Me too, it's tough."

Mo Li waved his hand: "It's nothing."

Before turning to leave, she pointed her index finger at Ye Zixuan in the air and said, "You stay here and focus on making dumplings. Don't waste the ingredients, you hear me?"

Ye Zixuan pouted, feeling a little wronged: "Ali, you can't just accuse me like that. You can say my wraps are ugly, but you absolutely can't say I'm wasteful. I will never accept that."

Mo Li glanced at him but didn't say anything. She turned and walked straight to the worktable. She actually really liked dumplings and always had a special feeling for them, so she spent some time making several different kinds of secret dipping sauces.

Of course, my favorite is the sour and spicy flavor. I turned to look at the two top handsome men who were focused on making the dumplings and looked particularly pleasing to the eye, and asked, "What flavors of dipping sauce do you like? Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty."

Ye Zixuan: "Spicy, just like hot pot, absolutely not bitter."

"That's spicy, Dongfang Yu, what about you?"

"sour."

"Okay, I'll add a little more spice for you, it'll taste even better that way."

"it is good."

Dongfang Yu always gave off a very comfortable feeling when you were around him, so she subconsciously glanced at him again.

After an hour and a half of hard work by the three of them, steamed dumplings, pan-fried dumplings, and boiled dumplings were placed on the table. Feeling sorry for her working too hard, Ye Zixuan and Dongfang Yu completed the process after being taught by Mo Li on the spot.

Ye Zixuan actually only steamed the dumpling he disliked, while Dongfang Yu did the rest, which surprised her a little. It seemed that Dongfang Yu could do everything so well. Watching him do things was a visual pleasure, and a sense of peace and tranquility naturally arose in her heart.

As the phrase "A gentleman as beautiful as jade, unparalleled in the world" popped into her mind, she had the idea of ​​designing some custom-made clothes for him, which would make him look even more handsome.

Well, it's just an impulse at the moment. Whether I'll actually do it depends on how we get along in the future.

Ye Zixuan said with a touch of pride, "How about it, Ali? These dumplings look pretty good, don't they?"

Mo Li's gaze swept over and finally settled on the steamed dumplings he had deliberately placed a little further away from her, though they were actually in a straight line apart, at the very corner of the table. These dumplings were very much his style. He said with a half-smile, "Indeed, not bad." The last two words were deliberately drawn out.

Hearing this, Ye Zixuan wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground. She was so embarrassed that she could barely speak properly: "Uh, well, what, I, I'll eat it all." The last few words were spoken very quickly and had a hint of something else in them.

Mo Li placed the dipping sauce she had prepared for them in front of them, and then arranged the side dishes she had made one by one on the table. Under the watchful eyes of the two of them, she didn't wait for them to ask any questions this time, but instead announced the name of each dish as she placed it. This one was called "Spicy and Numbing Double Crispy".

"Secret Recipe Braised Meat Platter"

"Cold-cooked rabbit"

"Husband and Wife Lung Slices"

"Refreshing Radish"

Mixed Vegetable Salad

"Kimchi".

The quantity served this time wasn't large, a total of six portions, all of which were cold dishes. She actually quite likes to eat dumplings with these side dishes.

"Wow, everything looks delicious."

As Ye Zixuan spoke, he subtly pulled the chair he was sitting on closer to her, leaned his upper body as close to her as possible, and asked with a smile, "Ali, can I talk to you about something? It's actually a very small thing."

"what's up?"

"Can I?"

For some reason, when he met her eyes, he couldn't finish his sentence and swallowed it back. How could he possibly dislike the dumplings he made?

Mo Li waited a while but didn't get the rest of the bad news, so she had no choice but to ask, "What?"

"It's nothing. Can I eat more? The dishes you made tonight look so tempting."

"Sure, why ask? It's like you've been missing out on every meal."

Dongfang Yu fully understood his unspoken words. He glanced at him indifferently, a hint of a smile flashing in his gentle eyes, and picked up his chopsticks to begin eating with a dignified and elegant demeanor.

"These dumplings taste amazing, especially with the dipping sauce that Ali made. It's absolutely delicious."

Ye Zixuan felt it was a waste that he only had one mouth. He was so engrossed in the delicious food that he couldn't talk, but Dongfang Yu had said he couldn't fall behind him. Although his mouth was full of food, it didn't stop him from giving Dongfang Yu a thumbs up and saying in a muffled voice:

"So delicious, so delicious, it's so good!"