He was a little curious that this person who was always treated like a moon by the stars actually had such obvious scars on his hands. During the movement, the mark swayed slightly with the movement of the back of his hand, which was somewhat inconsistent with his always gentle image.
Thinking about it, he rarely does these things on weekdays, but today he went out of his way to cook. He couldn't help but wonder whether his actions yesterday touched him to some extent?
He had no way of knowing the origin of this scar, but seeing that the man who usually held the microphone had such a scar that affected his appearance, Mu Cailiang softened his prejudice against this man.
Does the injury on his hand also hide an unknown story? Also has unknown pain? He became curious about this man's past.
When the fish was finished, Mu Cailiang walked lightly around Pei Yuchi and took the initiative to walk to the steamer and open the lid of the steaming pot.
Pei Yuchi held the fish plate in his hand, raised his wrist and elegantly placed it into the pot.
"How many minutes is better?" Mu Cailiang asked.
"Seven minutes."
"Do you want to pour hot oil on it? I can help." He continued to ask.
"Oh? It seems you can also..." Pei Yuchi nodded slightly.
"I often cooked by myself when I was studying abroad. I just know a little bit about it."
Soon, the timer sounded. Mu Cailiang turned off the fire and was about to take the plate, but Pei Yuchi didn't. He stopped her quickly and said he would wait a minute.
As expected, the fish meat was crystal clear, plump and tender. Pei Yuchi hurriedly laid out shredded ginger and scallions, and poured hot fish sauce on top. The aroma immediately filled the dish.
Mu Cailiang's hand held the hot oil steadily and slowly poured it down from a high place. Sizzling, the hot oil comes into contact with the fish meat, making an alluring sizzling sound...
The amber oil slurry flows all over the fish body, entwining the shredded ginger and green onion that Pei Yuchi spread. .
The originally crystal clear fish meat becomes watery under the infiltration of hot oil, exuding an alluring luster. The ginger shreds dance and roll on the surface of the fish as the hot oil moves, excitedly releasing a fragrant aroma.
The delicious aroma of large yellow croaker is intertwined with the aroma of hot oil, filling the air.
A hint of aroma wafted along with the water vapor, and soon filled the whole room. People couldn't help but swallow their saliva, admiring the delicious and tempting steamed large yellow croaker.
Everyone in the living room turned around when they heard the sound, and saw that the two of them cooperated tacitly, and smiled at each other unexpectedly.
This scene is like fireworks, melting away the remaining barriers in my heart. Mu Cailiang glanced sideways again, Pei Yuchi was taking out the delicious food...
Music flowed in the air, like a veil. The restaurant spotlights pour down soft light from above, illuminating this happy and peaceful scene. Singing and laughter came and went, and there was lively conversation and laughter.
A table full of delicious foodThe entire desktop. Xiao Liao opened the red wine brought by Mu Cailiang early. He woke up just in time and slowly poured it into the goblet. The rich aroma of the wine overflowed.
Pei Yuchi finally added some coriander to garnish and looked around at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
The warm and nourishing meal, simple but sumptuous dishes, seemed to have healed all the unhappiness of the previous day and made people feel the warmth of home.
Everyone raised their glasses, eager to try this unique dinner.
"Let's go!" Shia took the lead in using her chopsticks, and everyone followed her instructions, talking and laughing.
"This soup is so delicious! There is also fish, it's great!" Yang Haoran ate happily and couldn't help but admire it.
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Qingdai Mi was also attracted by the aroma, squatting at the corner of the dining table and licking her paws.
"Teacher Pei's cooking skills are now at a proficient level after being taught by Michelin-starred chefs from Hong Kong. It really exceeded my expectations!" Xiao Liao said cheerfully.
At this time, Pei Yuchi’s slender fingers were seen holding the spoon, and he gently dug out the most tender piece of the large yellow croaker’s belly. The crystal-clear fish meat brought up a pool of golden soup, which was delicious and delicious. He moved carefully to Shia's bowl.
When everyone saw this, they all started making jokes.
"Wow, I want it too!" Yang Haoran raised his hand jokingly.
"Give me a spoonful too!" Xiaoqian followed.
"I just like to eat this!" Xiao Liao said coquettishly with his eyes narrowed.
...
Xia's cheeks were flushed. She rested her head on Pei Yuchi's shoulder and huddled in her arms. She was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh, don't you think you can eat it yourself?"
Pei Yuchi laughed heartily and whispered to her: "Eat slowly, be careful. "
Then, he stood up and tried to smooth things over, "Come on, come on, I'll give it to each of you..."
Mu Cailiang sat quietly. On the side, this happy and peaceful scene should have made him intoxicated, but his eyes were filled with complexity. Because those eyes couldn't help but follow Shia's every move, and she couldn't help but lose focus.
The wine glass in his hand stopped in mid-air. When Pei Yuchi moved the fish meat into Xiya's bowl, her face bloomed with a blush like a spring flower. Mu Cailiang's hand trembled slightly and he almost spilled the wine. .
He stared at the two people in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart.
He only knew a little bit about Xia's love for Pei Yuchi today. But with the bond between them, what should I compare it with?
Appearance, family background, and status are all vulnerable to true love. Besides, Siya is not an ordinary woman.
Thinking of this, Mu Cailiang couldn't help but laugh at himself. My desire to cling to high branches is really childish.Childish. No wonder Xia wasn't even remotely interested in his overtures, and was even defensive.
This precaution would have originally made him angry, but when he saw Pei Yuchi's character today, he immediately admired him. How could he get involved?
With a thought in his heart, the scene of Yang Haoran and Xiya laughing and joking appeared in Mu Cailiang's mind. That's right, it's not to get involved, but to step aside and protect sincerely like Yang Haoran... I can also take it calmly like them.
As soon as this thought came out, Mu Cailiang felt his heart empty. The tumbling emotions were finally calmed down, and he already had the answer in his heart.
His eyes moved away from Xia's face and fell on Pei Yuchi's hand. Those hands with distinct joints and those clearly visible scars.
Mu Cailiang took a deep breath and looked forward, but met Pei Yuchi's gentle gaze. After a brief moment of looking at each other, he looked away again, staring down at the remaining wine in the glass in trance. The expression on his face seemed to be considering something...
At this time, Mu Cailiang suddenly stood up and raised his hand. He picked up the wine glass and looked at Pei Yuchi with burning eyes: "Mr. Pei, I apologize to you for my rudeness yesterday and hope to get your understanding. From now on, I will do my best to be Dr. Xiya's assistant." Duty."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank. The amber liquid flowed across his throat, seeming to wash away the grudge in his heart.
"He suffered from stomach bleeding a few days ago. I'll take my place..." Xia blurted out, her tone anxious. Before she finished speaking, she saw Pei Yuchi's expression as usual, picking up the wine glass in her hand and drinking it down.